Thursday, June 16, 2005

don't be alarmed (2005)

you played straight into our hands

toylike in your confused flesh & blood

a testament

to willingness

head down eyes switched off


who were you to think you were

born to

to die close to happiness?

you weren’t the first

so ready to succumb


flywing fragile

family to feed

we let you

flashed the money

bled the life from you

was it troubling not
at all

clear conscience

you came and went without a sound

to zero

what’s the problem don’t be

what you wanted

what do you know?

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