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Impersonal Decay

Imagine what they would say

Mutilating myself

Two broken people

My broken mind,

My spirit

Not words.

Shade.

Spectral speculation

Vicious, cruel, malicious.

Projections so sharp.

Of gamma rays

Radoactive

Impersonal decay

Left with nausea and fatigue

Hoping.

It can go away.

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Jun 23, 2010
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