Virginia.

a ball turret gunner in the leaves of grass bloodied by the precepts of hubris

Stay.

behind a stranglehold of flighted belligerence and timid lethargy

Stay.

thunderous anger and nominal consanguinity we incorporeal

Stay.

arrive on time for your own execution no one waits

Stay.

it rolls by smiling through you beyond you

Stay.

falls fast bifurcating air and matter

Stay.

1963 the last year you spake

Stay.

fall to pieces…

 

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~ by Shawn M. Young on October 19, 2011.

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