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Oct 2011
I will write until
the last words jump to the page
or
my hands grow withered and weary from age.

I will write until
my thoughts turn sour
or
I take the final plunge off some bank's high tower.

I will write until
there's nothing left to find
or
I start leasing the attic of my mind.

I will write until
the Great Salvation comes, to save us from the rapture
or
If it doesn't, and we're left here, I'll keep writing long after.

I will write until
with words, the perfect image do I capture
or
If I can't, I will try until all the bones in my hand are fractured.

I will write until
I have conquered the Hunger
or
If I don't, please feel free to take a knife and slip me under.
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
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