July 2006/Volume Seven/Issue Two | ||||||||||
John Sweet | ||||||||||
explaining the bleeding horse man says but this is just the same poem written over and over says america is more than palaces of gold built on the bones of indians stops to take a drink and then the door is kicked open the cop shot dead twenty miles south of the town i grew up in with the smell of meth and the taste of ashes the crosses on fire and what i tell him is that beauty needs ugliness to define it let the dogs go too long without food and they'll eat your children drag your enemy through the streets of whatever place you call home and he will eventually be reduced to memory and pale white light show him mercy and he'll rape your daughter she'll tell you she loves him a truth that will bring your house crashing down around you |
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