Exeunt Via Nearest Window

January 26, 2014 kevindelprincipe
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Poetry

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Exeunt Via Nearest Window

There were pieces of me all over
The damned place
Dripping from ceilings
Sticking to the walls

My ugliest scraps
Out in the open
For everyone to see
And the beautiful specks too
Who hide in the nooks
And only come out
To the cooing of angels

I collected every last bit
On the way out
And only my phantom parts remained

Poetry
Poetry

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