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Poems
Jul 2014
i inject words into my veins
poetry
is a certain kind of death
all in itself.
the sort that strings your heart out
on the line.
the sort that rattles your breath
against the bars of its cage.
the sort that numbs your hands
and toes
all extremities.
the sort that digs a graveyard
in the ruins of a mind.
i'm
high on something like drowning.
high on something like death.
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