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an inch closer

Death just moved an inch closer

A friend has died
It makes me feel very fragile
And death moves an inch closer to me
Like he is an ogre at the end of the bed
Agile when he crawls, Draped in a shawl of black
So that he looked good
I imagined his sick imagination asking
Do I look fat in this?
I asked him to show his face
But he never noticed me speak
Such is his intent to...

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death

Armed

Narcissus stared at the art work

before selecting a martial sleeve.

A fusion of Japanese gangster

and Polynesian tribal.

 

Hand function was straightforward.

Ranging from tea ceremony

to stone crusher,

crocodile wrestler

was the choice.

 

She thought her bank authorisation

into the machine

and dropped her old arm

in the recycling tray.

...

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vending machinetattoodeathGreek Myth

death is not the end

How easily is the mind deceived by the smallest most imperceptible movement of thought that cannot be shifted by the mightiest of evidence that is proof
a trap so perfect even the staistically motivated minds of quantitative  eggheads will not budge for fear their world would be turned
upside down or perhaps the right way up
scream, scream, scream 'til you are blue in the face but they wi...

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deathlifelife after deathblind faith

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