and now
people
an angry swarm of bees
a foul stench
the taste of decay
some rotting corpse
something i once took in
and i dont know
what it is
or how to rid myself of it
i can only guess
and that is the most
dangerous game
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Those things interior, the shadows and black things clogging the drains of the mind...disturbing them releasing that horrendous effluvia...
ReplyDeletebut disturb them we must, sometimes, if only to free ourselves from the muck.
(bravo, good sir. great piece.)
thank you irish.
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