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The Seven Deadly #4
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silent sleeper
Burn the sheets!
On your to-do:
The stench is wretched still,
Scrub the walls,
And toss the towels,
And don’t forget your pill.
Human error
Alone explains
This package in the mail.
To hold this suit,
So sweet and small,
In my soiled hands.
It must be some
Sore irony
Perhaps a wrong address,
Or tiny ghost
From winters past
Stirring in -
migraine
‘Is it okay if I take off
For now’
She says,
‘My sugar has gone through the floor
Again.’
And the pain comes
In waves
It rattles and shakes
Nerve endings and brains,
And the kisses are misty
The touches
A cloud
The searing electric
The panic
A shroud
The needle is welcome
The burn is like home
The static, a heartache
In headache,
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our last farewell
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