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Oblivion Is Wishful Thinking

Of course, there's always Life to wither you in the mornings before you've scarcely taken a reverse wink at the living TV that already has its liquid bloody light filling the tube like a gasping drunk pounding on your door at five A.M. but sheets are tangled and alarm clock's electrocuting you and even though everything, everything is screaming, "The end! The end!" life goes on as they say so who needs eternity? Breaking your teeth on your teeth you pray that oblivion is not just wishful thinking because Death is the only hope you have to get out of bed alive.

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Date: 6/12/2016 10:22:00 PM
Garth, awesome poem. LINDA
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