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Oct 2013
i need another hole in my head,
something to let the sun in
and the evil out.
A set of beige drapes like
a wet napkin over a bowl of oatmeal.
Size: 4 by 2, color: beige, hardware:
not included.
Just big enough for a three-year-old
to reach his (her?) grubby fingers
in, uncross my wire, accessorize my
space, evaluate my feng shui.

Oh my god, is that a hole in your head?
       --one of several...--

Just an access panel, really.

i am a talented surgeon,
as seen on T.V., spreading
hope and renewal...
BEHOLD!  i have faced death
and returned to you a shaman!
Hear my words, heed my words,
i i i, cast down amongst you,
beseech you:
RISE UP!
*Rejoice and tremble,
look upon the beauty that is,
despair no more in the
illusions that were past,
face illusions to come,
as real as we make them.
another old one (after high school)
Derek Yohn
Written by
Derek Yohn  Florida
(Florida)   
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