which one can feel on witchy days
but for real insight there’s
nothing quite like murder
stories in which our human
progress portions out
the number of degrees one is
from murdering or being
murdered by some murderer
or as some would say a ‘merderer’
but then you fail to see the humor
if you aren’t looking hard enough
a mockery of sunlight licks your eyes
starting to imagine how it ends
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