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May 25
thirteen years old was first
the words hidden in my teeth were seen
on window pane bone shattered
spelled primal utterance
KNOW
carved in disillusioned groans

foreshadowing of roads
lain ahead on tracks
strewn in leather bootstraps
a brother hears his leg snap
THAT
like screeching eagles

the reading is clearer
with age, comprehension
improves parallel to sorrow
the price of silence whispers
FREEDOM IS
woven in slow rips of pyche's shawl

the mind shouts why
don't you pay
but first my molar
splits in two, shrieking
the rot has set in
hands firmly grasps the
bottoms of boots
gravity laughs in
chorus of unpayable premiums
pulling harder tills my foot
In trenches of mud
uncovered in the earth
spells a solemn word
BOUGHT
written from fossils of my teeth
Health care is a right
Kyle Reeves
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Kyle Reeves
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