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Michael W Noland
Poems
May 2013
Cannot be Blahthered
Stick a gun to my head
Cover me in gas
Bind my hands
And strike the match
We can share the last laugh
Together
Nothings better
Than nothing to lose
Inscribe it across my tomb
I'm too numb to care
Too dumb to stare into your eyes
Your enemy is mine
And I'm just fine
With dining alone
Just fine with not shining at all
I build the bridge to burn it down
Down so far it erects again
Watch me swim as slow as i can
Inhale the water and rise to land
I'm not the man I think I am
Not the man you think I am
I am merely a middle man
A fish on land
Throw back what you catch
If you can
Soaking wet
With burning hands
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Michael W Noland
Seattle
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