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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dead glass pipes reproduced singing drops to pitter patter amid flesh. Flesh stretching between two flinching to open lids. Pale blue lips creasing blisters that welcomed warm breath. Dilation of hazel nut marbles caught the end spitting pipe. These sleeping sordid sores supported the bruises that came to wake with indistinct consciousness. Buzz saw fans excavated smell snorting gags, as the breeze was sour. Dull punched throbs chewed through the muscles of ones breaking back. Clammy smooth sheets spread upon a bed of deceased morals. Where thy laid none breathed, only he and that weeping pipe. Pulled expressions weighed on ghastly yawns. Hum speckled batches churned a muzzy perspective. Naked and coiled into a fetal ball apart from the matter spatter of macabre body art. Tip tap resonated from timber braced walls. With bleeding peepholes dancing in full with fragmented body bags to an overspill in thine’s basement, a late night murderous mockery had been performed. Framed and wounded beneath a dull knife, this new birthed life took first breath from behind the patch of a needle. Sewn without precision, pricks and pokes came to choke mere tolerance. A surviving hand dipped in the well of lost humanity. A horizon sprayed with the color of crazed cadavers. –Mitch Green
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