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Deadlines
Nick Demske
I met a deadline and missed it entirely
As if time were an EKG, linear
But for the following deadline blip.
My emaciated message fits in between the two
And reads like Auschwitz roll call.
The rows of epitaphs all point the same direction
Towards schools of children
Too young to read, single file and cutting
To be first. Sorry I’m late, my razorblade
Was busy caressing coke on a mirror
Or watching the lively blue of deflated veins fade.
The creases in my cheeks darken, as if to beg
God for a pointless extension.