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Dark Haikus
contemporary poetry from a damaged mind
Thursday, July 12, 2007
i didn't mean to
her death was an accident
held her breath too long
the sun burns my skin
buzzards circling overhead
soon the birds will feast
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
struggling for my breath
i kick the stool to the floor
piss runs down my leg
i use a razor
to cut my fingers open
hot dog buns, ketchup
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
hatred breeds hatred
a nation that lost its way
addicted to death
blood spattered headlights
as i speed away, i hope
no eyes were on me
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