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by [Clevian ]

2008-06-21  |     | 

A group of barbed wires
dance around me,
with acrobatic jumps,
with the smiles of circus men.

I would cut their heads off,
from waist to top,
to lessen from their courage
so they bruise their elbows
and their knees.

The window sill cracks
under the march of evil scissors
and the glass throws itself
into hundred of chips,
before getting stabbed
and crushed
by sharp blades.

The mayhem begins
and parts of wires,
fall down in replay
into nail boxes
and second hand rivets.

A clean mayhem,
with no ponds of blood,
charity killings,
for workers.

Now, build my cage.
The dog is barking at me, from outside.

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