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October 17, 2005

Not That Anyone Wants To Read My Poetry

But sometimes I need to purge myself. This one is about fifteen minutes old, so don't be too critical.

MY FRIENDS, MY FRIENDS

They spread their
papers across the lawn
like the masks of
so-called allies.
They quench themselves,
and muddy the creek
with October blood.



| By Joshua Daniels | 08:38 PM

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