Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Death Be Death Be Not. Comments
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As i trailed the train whistled tracks across the trestled bridge...
Barn filled black birds, were nestled up close to each other,
up in shadowy-over head rafters, trying to survive and not succomb to the Easterly, chilling, cold winds.
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1/22/2026 11:26:19 AM # 1.0.0
a poem of horror and gore. Poelike in texture and deliciously dark.