The Threat Poem by Martin Lochner

The Threat



European luxury
to leisurely pine
suicidal propositions

never really dying or
withering away
the horror that beset
first world worries

get help or
sling shot overdose
so that you never return


creating inconvenience
with your imaginary
Hemlock fantasies

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