We Hope That You Choke
Themoon and river
The
darkened corner
The
rope above
Come and see the real thing
Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood!
Bleed! Blood! Bleed! Blood! Bleed!
Come and see
The
rope around
My neck
My lacking of
My breath
My eyes
My chest
My, My, My
The
Drugs inside
Now fade out again
Poetry by Louis Constant
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Written on 2011-10-21 at 00:19
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