here, crawling
through blood and ****
of once brothers
too young and
too sober
deafened—
leaded
and known only by dog
for tradition
for man
absolute
obsolete
pure pride and purpose
dear ma,
death
is blind
and hell
is close to home
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
here, crawling
through blood and ****
of once brothers
too young and
too sober
deafened—
leaded
and known only by dog
for tradition
for man
absolute
obsolete
pure pride and purpose
dear ma,
death
is blind
and hell
is close to home
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