Noon is a time for heart, but
predawn is all canine
Reminding you of
all the cowards you've been
and not nearly enough angel
I have thrown so many
thoughtless fists to the dim lit air
as to blacken both of god's eyes
fighting to pull profound
out of 2:30's greedy a.m. teeth
Dayligh
is their little vengeanc
God damn you your afternoon
Death
regardless of its
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