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Dec 2011
Mary was
screaming.

"*******.
You did it now.
Anymore *******
and I'll  **** you!"

She was
half awake,
half asleep,
caught in
the unending
torment
of an
endless
lucid
dream;
shadow
boxing
with a
posse of
agitated
phantoms.

Sad
how the
demons of
Mary's
waking
life
know
where she
lives
and make
nightly
house calls
to the
homeless
shelter.


Music Selection:
John Lennon
Number 9 Dream

Friends Shelter
NYC
12/31/08

jbm
James Bradley McCallum
Written by
James Bradley McCallum  M/New Jersey
(M/New Jersey)   
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