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Archives for March 2017

choke on cheese

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the fat people
gather around the cow.
rather the cow’s titties.

but the cow is long dead.
it’s milk coagulated
like yellow puss.

might as well be blood.
it’s thick on their hands
drenched up to their sleeves.

the cow laughs last.
the phlegm a disguise
for your drowning demise.

sucking that milk
you and your ilk.
choke on that cheese
for god’s sake please.

stop killing the fatted cow.

wet ice

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the icy fingers
bleed wet stabbed by the sunshine.
reaching out for me.

gray puddles

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in the gloomy gray
the day pools into nothing.
bemoan monotone.

bright blight

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i can squash the sun
like a bug between fingers.
yet the world stays bright.

shoot, score

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the dead, wet, brown grass
knows of a slumbering death.
green shoots point to hope.

green minds

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in the hearts of loss
lie barren wastelands of hope.
green sprouts of new thought.