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| The Walking Aborted |
| by Clifford K. Watkins, Jr |
| the realest word is pain
motorists steeped in a traveler's brain easily annoyed an angry convoy death is the new porn awake reborn flowers wilt a blend with the earth come again what's it worth one sin dancing strangers temptation danger flawless whores with no reason to entertain spotless floor just come again does the orgy end and amid this lunacy fools on passenger trains feasting breeding searching for something without this heaven is nothing eager road is dust full blown towering tunnels a vast cemetery and liberation never known enter the civil forest examine contemplate and complain wisdom is the silent chorus accept relate and remain sane some things can't be explained maybe outer space is god slamming a door in our face forgotten beings maybe we've been misplaced rejected or snorted Maybe we're the walking aborted |
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| July 2005 |
| 44 |