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Feb 2015
Mindless
Wandering
Drivel.
Watching a fly
Buzz against
The pane;
Dustwebs fluttering,
Outside sputtering,
Scribbling on a page.
I want to engage
The rage;
Drip red,
Smear words,
Write a dirge.

Mindless
Wandering
Drivel.

I hold the pen
In my hand
Like a knife,
Ready
For a good
Blood-letting.
Francie Lynch
Written by
Francie Lynch
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