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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Stretch and string me to a crucifix with barbed wire. Display my failures and shames. When you cast the stones, you cast them away as well. And when I die, I will just come back new. Stronger. My man Jesus knows what I mean all to literally. Bonded by the phoenix we burn as brothers. Perhaps of the same kind in more ways than one. I’m drinking Drinking No more Drinking some more Drinking paint thinner. I swallow blurred lines and let the smoke burn orange in the night like the relentless spot light in my cerebral cortex. Smoking. Smoking cigarettes. Insatiable lungs are getting heavy Smoke more. More cigarettes to numb the senses. You appreciate the breath you have left that way. Barnyard, winter Shivering hand Quick smoke in Kansas, After a quickie on a front porch in Georgia. Smoke screen, blanket. I just like to keep cozy. Habits or weapons? I destroy myself but, I’ll be damned if don’t kill my pains and demons too. I might even live. All powerful Broken boy Perfect heavy hearts Good intentions and the angels fall to a false hell. Hell is in earth and in our heads so, we've already been there. Confident in a dim room with shades on Little to no company The smell of marijuana and hope Hide the red glimmer of knowledge in your eyes. Lone wolves roam back alleys Built for convenience But, sometimes they become short cuts to gasps of clandestine exposure. I am the world. This world belongs to me. Mission to hold it in hand and make it tangible. Commence. Transmission over.
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