Use shame for a yardstick.

My ingrown noose:
My secret abuser:
My siamese twin:
My traveling dungeon.

You’re deeply obsessed.
My shield of a Bushism.
My clarity of my irony.
Sopping in coincidence.
My face’s excuse.
A partition of myself.
Highway hypnosis.

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