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Killing For Revelation

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There are holes in the Ziploc bag.

Snow coated.

Breaks in the lines,

Sparking electrical wires

Melting alpine peaks

And itchy noses

Cut with methamphetamine

And the surgeon’s

Favorite razor.

The poets are scratching,

Shitting poetry

Bearing teeth

And grinding needles

In mildew corners

“Shit stings brother”

In that lavender pink

Codeine sky

The sweet thick stink

And an oasis of empties

Christ on the cross faded nausea

Original Sin

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Dreaming of the day

The current takes me away.

Freedom on the littered floor

Of the stream bed.

 

I grovel into the night,

Pleading that I’ll forget god,

But in the morning I’ll be confronted

With the same dull reality.

It’s just the way it is.

It’s just the way it has been