Sunday, May 30, 2010

give me the one-way chute

love
is
a
temporary
emergency
exit
from
the
flaming
building
of
life

a
pause
from
entering
burning
room
after
burning
room

&
some
say
death
is
a
revolving
door

fuck
that

i
want
a
one-way
chute
to
the
abyss
This blog is updated irregularly and has nothing to do with the poet's output. The poet is actually disturbingly prolific. He writes about 5 poems per day. The pages are everywhere, even stacked in the bathtub.

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