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A Dead Cat
by MrhL | 27 Feb 2008, 0:41

Things get passed
Around—Forgotten.
Things die like that
Die as things—
No tears
Another day
Remember
—Remember, there were
No tears.
Foolishness?
Foolishness kills—
—the Foolish...
Eat death
Another day.
No tears. Another death
Forgotten...
Die like that
Die like things
Live like die...
Lie like die.
Eat death to live
Like forgotten things
And die.
No tears.
Who consoles a drunken heart?
Drink
To die?
To live death?
No tears.
No blame, only quiet.
And a 12 pack.

...And since you've left me,
I've been sharing my Nights,
my Loves,
my Dreams
With wads of toilet paper,
And sticky magazines....

Last night I decided to stay in.
I bought a 12 pack and masturbated.
I put in a movie and ate dark chocolate cookies
Bitter.
I wrote this poem,
And continued going bald.

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