Suicide LotteryA Poem by ZeeArsonistdead bolt the doors are clicking shut
wandering erratic against the black smear of conscious breath
snaps of corrupted imagery lacerating cats pawing at a lottery's peace
crumpled bending excess swallowing up bugs, paper scraps necessary compulsive clean
corners fold in it's womb companion offensive slits pulled to soften shadow safe muffledsoundthroughbody not me not me no not me counting sand through a slit throat escalating steady subtraction
she is a namelessfaceless lessthannothing save for suicide watch identity
the doors are clicking shut dead bolt © 2014 ZeeArsonistAuthor's Note
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