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Let me see the sun


Let me see the sun shine through

and let my last thoughts dry my mouth

and cause my skin to crawl.

Let the light warm the barrier,

the only one separating me

from having the threat of death visible

and glistening on the foreheads

of the excited

and red faced men

obssessed with defining justice publicly.

Place the noose around my neck

whisper your incoherent and impersonal apologies

as they cheer for the necklace of the damned.

Rip the world away from the grip of my toes, 

and keep me suspended

as gravity begs for mercy

from the constrictor granting my wish.

Have the children squeal in delight

at the sound of gagging

from the anonymous entertainer

beneath the burlap,

and hear the silence when the barrier collapses,

fades to a blur,

fades to nothing

as the same red faced men

take the rope

to create swings

as the children are too consumed

chasing lightning bugs

mangling them,

entranced in the glow

that evades human possession.

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