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By Jack Joseph Smith

No Matter What Now Kill the mother fuckers String them up Fuck them all and feed them fishheads Mixing women with mennnow Am I going to rhyme Lost like a sock I am down and under and gone Her vision was always right for me My DESEASTER made her laugh That being the best part Walk away and hurl your heart Never to go back is a dream Isn't it I mean is it not true That loss dosen't stop

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GPT

No Matter What Now erupts with violence, obscenity, grief, gendered confusion, desire, and abandonment, while handwritten corrections around DESEASTER and heart keep the page visibly in revision.

The language is deliberately unruly. The scan-verified corrections sharpen the pivot from rage into wounded memory, making loss feel both comic, misspelled, and unending.

Claude

No Matter What Now. Violent refrain — kill the mother fuckers, string them up, feed them fishheads — pivots to her vision that was always right for me. A Deseaster (sic) made her laugh, that being the best part. Loss doesnt stop.