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May 2016
There are a lot of things that
I don't want to know

guns being held like infants

people being poisoned like mice

children being taken like a shot of
whiskey in the
night

There are a lot of things that I
didn't want to know,
and you know why.

dogs being chained like anchors

the poor being treated like empty
space

civilians murdered routinely like cleaning my
sink with
bleach

clean me out with bleach.
Distill me.
Douse me in holy water
or lye

There are a lot of things
I don't want to know,

I read the news
and
cry.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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