Tag: despair
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Rotting away in a private space
Use went from sparing to daily Used get it mailed in Rip open the pack and rail it the second it came in. Coke and horse, my arm invaded The syringe impaling Like the razorhoned beaks of the venom-leaking birds of Stymphalia Heart slowly failing, in the palliative cupboard below the clothes railing. It wasn’t something…
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Notification of Death 1915
She hears gravel level Level step of a step sergeant Loud chest his jangling medals of charge His thumb web black from repeated discharge within a yard of target He hands over a cream card, says Mrs Hargreaves my heart grieves When one leaks, indeed all England bleeds I know that he died on his…
Alchemisland 