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Long Knives (02/02/2015)
a lot of lights extinguished
in the vacuum of the wintry night
so many families buried
flash frozen
beneath a flash of muskets, bright.
crumpled like a paper cup
crushed beneath god's dirty work
no glove can keep you clean
midnight-soaked
back to where the nightmares lurk
so many of those orders followed
cursed us with long sunset lives
antique bullets;
planted daisies in our eyes...
Monday 2nd February 2015 4:00 pm
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