seen among the stilted sticks
clutching furtively a hand grenade
seething blood and twisting
guided by demon in shorts
sunglasses ready for sickness
pacing pacing pacing
smoking smoking smoking
clasping crimson calipers
electricitous
currents buzz and hum through
his entire history on edge
bad resident sneaks another
peeling stucco off his eyelids
breathing paint and dust
he's only here in some ways
gone in others
done in some
not in others
brushing wispy strands aside,
he sucks down heavily
and waits for doom to collect
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