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Spirk Burkham
Poems
Mar 2014
my ****
it *****,
that ****;
the **** that *****
that lives inside my head.
it gropes around
for things to smite
with ****
because it *****.
the more I try
to smite the ****,
the more the **** smites
my thoughts with ****.
the **** that smites
my thoughts when I
try to smite the ****
that lives inside my head
***** like ****
that smites my thoughts
when I smite the ****
for smiting me.
the **** is gone,
the **** that smites.
I smote it down
without a fight.
I smote the ****,
but I did not;
the **** and I
have never fought
for I smote the ****
without a thought
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