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Apr 2012
black mildew dreams
fill to the brim with *****
bacteria, killed with toxic
drugs and herbal cleansers,
the days are numbered
as the days sink
onward

the cockroaches of defeat
come crawling out to chew
on the corpse of innocence

standing alone,
given up,
no doctor left to cure
the ailments of our
era

this we live with
this we die with

the world crashes as the
sound goes silent

somewhere an alien race
takes its first steps towards
sentience

(god help them)
Overwhelmed
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