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Robert Carroll Spear
Poems
Jan 2015
There is one hour left.
Lungs for my freedom torn brothers I pray.
God I mention and you join this curse.
I have thoughts to make sure.
To think I am overthinking.
To say I love you.
Became one flesh.
From the bones of my other.
And from one test we're wounded.
Weep now between paychecks.
Spill no tears and mix not against your wish.
It is broken.
A cycle broken.
My teeth against steel.
The promise of you and your burning.
As I kneel alive.
As I realize.
My mouth open.
With jaws hanging.
In the second between one and two temples hollowed.
Without consent.
My funeral entire.
From the purpose I scream.
Your withering contact.
My wrists closed cross threaded.
And the time will prove mortality.
Burn the fields and drown your firstborn. Wound the venom and pray.
For Heaven I mention your name.
How our lies have joined and brought us whole.
Tragedy.
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