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jackonary
Poems
Jun 2013
smash
My heart was not murdered by a bullet,
it drank itself to sleep
in the hollows of a bathroom stall
with shiny things and silent demons.
It wrestled and strangled itself
behind glass windows,
watching each automobile pass
with such yearning
to stand and be smashed.
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