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Aug 2010
How can you say you want into my world                                                            ­            

How can you know, I guess you can’t.

Into this dark rancid place here,

Mine is a world filled with deep shadow

And grainy lights

Mine is a world of dripping pipes

Broken bones, blobodies of

Creatures that twitch and

Moan and wail in death

Mine is a world of deeper shadow

Where none would dare to stray

From the sanctuary of grainy light

This place needs a candle, just one

To fight on the side of warmth

Forces here that pull me down

I mean literally pull me down

And make me move by dragging

My heavy body across concrete fields

They are my life blood

This existence has ripped my clothing long ago

And now proceeds to strip me to

The bone

My fingers bleed

and my mouth was sown shut by dead rabbits

That couldn’t stand the laughter

So I crawl and mumble through stitches

Let me say what needs to be heard

So I can tell these people from shadow

Come this way and the light will follow

They can’t see the bruised blood

On dusty lamps

I need your help to tidy up a bit

Let me tell them

I am here I am here

I am alone

Please send help
Zachary Devitt
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