Maggots

Release never comes – shackles gouge & tear at flesh till nothing but bone remains – gleaming eyes become empty sockets – devoid of emotion – devoid of life – it would be better this way – bone cannot laugh cry scream & rage against the world – sleep through the world’s woes in my coffin of pine & maggot carcasses.

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