real west
periodic poetry
10.26.2010
Noir Epilogue
I came to in a cornfield at dawn - my chest was burning - crawled to a road
Why didn't she put two in my head?
I came to
In a cornfield
In shock
With a burning chest
Wondering why
She didn't put two in my head.
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Under The Big Black Sun
October 26, 2010 at 7:07 PM
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