Bleed

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Unnecessary Removal Of...

Unnecessary Removal Of Adenoids

Back in day (of ma
mum, and perhaps
since time immemorial)
utterances of physicians...

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South Of The (United States...

South Of The (United States) Border...

(Reigns A Welter Of Disorder)

Caravans comprising multitudinous
peoples plodded a steady...

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The Coping Method Of This...

The Coping Method Of This Defiant Hombre

Mine defense weapon
of choice comprises
standing stock
(lock, and barrel)
still...

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Cherry Tree Music Co-op

Cherry Tree Music Co-op

(Saint Mary's Church -
3916 Locust Walk; City)
(Circa mid nineteen nineteen eighties
...

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Blood letting

I open the wound for all to see, my lies spill out in front of me. Why does it taste sickeningly sweet,...

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STILL

I hate that you never say sorry
I hate that you never say thanks
I hate that you tell lies...

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Hyde Bound Fiend Waged...

Hyde Bound Fiend Waged Ominous War

This misanthrope lived
most all his life alone,
yet upon awakening
this very early...

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No One Gets Out Alive

No One Gets Out Alive

Though (supposedly) only
the good die young, urn holding
cremated ashes a mere cup
...

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Me = "FAKE"...

Me = "FAKE"collection Agents Provocateurs

My checking account
currently barred and devoid of zest
experiences historical drought,...

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Gamut Of History Spans...

Gamut Of History Spans Everyday Life

Analogous, how said month name
September under went
ramifications throughout millennium...

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Another Senseless Killing...

Another Senseless Killing...

IOWA CITY, Iowa
(killingly, jarringly inexplicable,
horribly, gruesomely, and forlornly),...

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Reprehensible Savagery ©

Reprehensible Savagery ©

'Pon reading tragic headline...,
aye experienced grief alone,
no matter the killer (Chris...

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C. Cure T. Clarence

C. Cure T. Clarence

Been making, (sans
daily) regular appearance
in the news oval
hate gambling arrogance...

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Train wreck my day

Train wreck my day

Stepping in steps
on floors of logging
Beams of Ironic iron
Run these soul
of...

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Pen and me. Conceive

Pen and me. Conceive

These indispensable pencil

Writing out trew liquid canal

draining a Niagara Falls

...

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Present would have been ...

Present would have been "a present.

Not once"

did you care,

about the air

that Paired us.

We looked deep...

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If we ever meet. It will be...

If we ever meet. It will be at night.

Las time i had Someone

Is when i washed my soul leave.

Like a thief it left and forgot...