19 November 2006

hey boss, how much are you being paid for this job of yours?

strapped to a bayonette, i don't feel the lightning
though i'm strapped to a bayonette, i don't feel the lightning?
fried, like nothing else
i am still alive but frightened from fighting a bottomless war in a bottomless gorge with a bottomless twitch snatching my breath from the tear in my esophagus (i am the animal) when i try to consume anything that keeps the rest of them alive
give me it
but don't hold on when you capsize
because you can't stop
the cycles
that always
take you from
the yourself
when only
yourself was
the fighting

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