Exit Wounds
I<>Scott C. Holstad
You appear as one normal,
Yet serpents slither behind
Your eyes
As the Moon rises in Hell
You blow kisses at the Dead
Indescribable.
Met my match
At long last.
Zyprexa
Risperdal
Don’t need the pain ones
Although a friend is taking
160mg of Methodone per dose
throughout the day
The arm’s not pockmarked,
Merely scarred with ribbons
Of knives
We live this life as though
We were already amongst
The dead
And
Perhaps
We are
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