Michael Fischer Poems

You've poisoned my body
and imprisoned my mind.
I'm tube fed your ideals
until the day I die!
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(Budd Dwyer was an American politician who, on January 22,1987, committed suicide by shooting himself in the mouth with a revolver during a televised press conference. He was facing was 55 years imprisonment and a $300,000 fine for receiving a kickback of the same amount. But he claimed he was innocent throughout the whole trying experience.)

Days to throw away,
wasted on old ways.
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Blood spews from the pharynx
of the heel's eruption,
pelting the potter's field,
with stippled corruption!
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Hands broken beneath me;
Feet deadened in the air.
The bridge sways left to right,
as I die to live in your lair.
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Time doesn't heal our longing pain;
Doctors and shrinks make us insane.
We're all dying...someone save us;
Throw yourself under the school bus!
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I wish I could be fear
when you look in mirrors.
You wouldn't see me there;
But I'd be there in prayer!
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She lies on her bed of mushrooms,
waiting for her orchids to bloom.
But in the heart of the desert,
she locks herself in its chambers.
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I can't love you;
I don't know how.
I can't hate you;
I don't know why!
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The pieces lie scattered
on the floor in my room.
No owner's manual;
Only God's sweeping broom.
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I.

Newborns are mass-produced;
Smoking stacks cap the sun.
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