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Random Poem:

The Logic of The Bled Arm
Resonanz

Racing around
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this circular avenue,
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Glancing at the numerous
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“no outlet” signs.
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Gripping the steering wheel
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like an outstretched hand
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But one only of a nurse
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sent to unplug the life support.
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Folded at the knees
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like a spineless believer,
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Submissive
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only to my own ignorance.
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The fear that keeps me
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walking an imaginary line.
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One that is curiously curved
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to the right, constantly.
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I’ve since traveled backwards
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simply to shade my eyes,
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From that which looms
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in the distance ahead of me.
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Emitting all of the joy
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of a stillborn child,
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A bliss encrypted in its own
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carbon monoxide.
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Daily I observe the terror
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in the bloodshot eyes
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of those who naively beg
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for another lap,
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one more time
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around this dilapidated reality.
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Once more please,
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again, again, again.
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If only to remain
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in this confining comfort.
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The prison cell of this,
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this civilization
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we’ve manufactured.
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Dress the wounds just to live,
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merely to exist.
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Blind to the logic
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of the bled arm,
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Deaf to the relief
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of those who have since gone,
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Callous to the suffering
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of those who wish to join them.
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