Wednesday, May 13, 2009

plotting pits

One gets back to open pits
Traps set out for heads to be holed
A shot just doesn’t kill
It drills an assasin into the system
Planted to haunt the done and the dusty
The whispering plot sticks
To the decomposed and disappeared
As a remnant of an old ploy
To evict and eliminate this life…
A once upon a time breath of the buried.
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