THE-POETS-PANTALOONS
Thursday, December 10, 2015
DISMAL
NOTE ON HOW
OUR EXISTENCE ROTS LIKE DEATH IN
THE SUN, WORTHLESS
INVERTED WASTED TIME.
COLLAPSING UNDER THE WEIGHT OF THE
EARTH...
MY LUNGS ARE CEMENT,
EVER SILENCED.
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