11: 36 Pm Poem by Brian Arguello
11: 36 Pm
Drive the silver
Through my back
Do not deceive me
Of my disease
Relieve me of my curse
So I may continue my search
A search for the inescapable
A search for the end of the night
But you wouldn't listen
Now you are no more
As your entrails glisten
Scattered on the floor
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