Deliver Me Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
Deliver Me
Surge of patriotism like a boot
No universals only flags
Ish!
Her nihilistic fingernails scratch
She crashes like a fortuneteller
The crystal ball shows death
Metaphors of storms
Violent orgasms end
He worked until he grew old
For what?
Time is like a vain lover
Paint your coffins of brass
Oxford in stone science
The great clocks
History, entropy
The terrible crows
Deliver me from evil
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