Take a Deetour

"I write to find out what I think." - Joan Didion

Friday, March 11, 2005

Dirge


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Tonight it smells like war
Soupy-thick, acrid stew
It falls.
Tonight it feels like the end
Crimson-red, scarlet stain
It spreads.
So strike that match
Light that fire
It's just me
In my Mickey Mouse tee
Waiting on a funeral pyre.

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