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Razorblade Assumption

By DikeMent

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Indecent exposure on the highway, Seek closure. Seek shelter along with contentedness. Heed your own warning, Don't deliver a tombstone to bed. Along with me, Chastise yourself and batter this burnt out fuse to death. Walk the tightrope like a faultline, Be careful to pick up the skin that you'll surely shed. Adjust to the malcontent state you've approached, Harass no one except for the deserving. Slaughter them and take your time. Doesn't this bind? Bonded with cement and glued to your chair, Sit with an anxious fixated stare. Radiate a generous amount of oppression. Along with me, Promise to keep yourself in tact, Promise that one day we'll learn to fight back, 'Cause this hurts, Wound up in all this depression, Cut the wires, Not the wrists. Written April 21st, 2002 © on Apr 20 2002 06:10 PM PST   10 • 0 • 12

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