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Nerve Gas

Razed garden hung Icicle vines crept mortar Fingers of the dead And the sun died Cataract eyed sinking This limitless implosion Craven mustard then spread Barbed Waspish sting and evisceration Slinking down the brick I felt incorrigible Violence The lone oranges dangle The only fruit Are clockwork My black heart suppurated Necrosis Nerve gas sought Release to silence The screaming Myelin

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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