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Reread Curses
By Doomy_One
How am I still lost?
Newness sated me
For a minute.
Old hats expose the wearer.
What am I running from?
Me again.
Fuck me.
Please.
Obliterate me.
Am I really
a light covered in shit?
Lately I reflect as lead, blood, and glow
worms.
Awash in a sea of pretentious corpses.
I hope the
light
at the end
is an oncoming train.
I hope the
silver lining
is fulminate mercury
in the water supply.
I hope the greener grass
is radioactive
and dead.
I hope
I don't hope
again.
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Copyright 2011 Doomy_One
Published on Monday, April 11, 2011.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
i really enjoyed this piece in its sort of morbid, pessimistic eccentricity. love the lines about the grass, what a vibrant image.
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