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 Aug 2013 JAK AL TARBS
st64
(totally unedited)



what is this madness in the world??
how is this even happening??
so, we have not enough scourges...??
matters little what creed or colour

these are human beings
just like you and me
and children...

no, this is insane
perhaps I have not enough in me
to understand this level of madness
to cope with this


this is insane




st64......thurs, 22 aug
thank you for reading...poetic landscape gone....this is beyond insane.

http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/08/21/video-and-images-of-victims-of-suspected-syrian-chemical-attack/?_r=0
#2
I saw you that day
pressed up against my father’s car.
The sky flashing above us.

Could see her makeup on your cheeks.
Your fingers pinching skin.
Her heels sinking into the mud.

Your hands disappeared under her skirt.
I could hear your ring
banging against the car door.

Her head fell back and I saw your eyes.
They were a stranger’s.
I could feel the love freeze beneath my skin.

The sky flashed above us.
My fingers tightened
around the cool metal of your gun.
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