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Personal Attack

monsters on the outside
crushed apples & broken glass within
the hungriest ghost i know is
selling tickets to my carnival
it’s the only way to cut me down

no truth because truth is a spiral
& circling serpents bite off the truth

clown around the inside
a pocketful of paste without
the hungriest ghost i know is
down down dead among the stones

& circling serpents bite off the truth
too venomous for love
too venomous to be real

for real
real is as real does

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Posted on February 8, 2018 by Josh. This entry was posted in poetry. Bookmark the permalink.
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