Poems from srntyMG

When the undimmed mind of child plays No thought to time do they oft pay;  Or to the swift fugue of night From bold sun’s ever revolving...
I ask him what he's got to offer And he says beef jerky and a truck and I say That there are men with Cadillacs and chocolate fountains but...
The man behind me  sneezes.  No ones says  anything. 
The platinum links of sushine, Twisting underwater.  The rising bubble cry  Of a wrinkled newborn daughter.    The breeeze that tighens...
I want to taste Death I imagine it Like a crisp sweep across my lips Seeping into my veins  Like arsenic Strapping me to the fluorescent...

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