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monday’s killer’s mumbled mouth said,
“the shirtsleeves of folly are long and unstable
like airplane discussions-
interjecting bombs dropped out of my skull-
fear ruined my visions in tears, and all 10,000
shot into nothing by words too tethered to our bombs,
let me help you crumble down & old.”
10,000 dead tapes say.
officials quoted,
“DEVASTATION, TELEVISION CHOICES-
the doors to which the criminal retreated
led up government chimneys…”
most journalists ran after, saying,
“-will proceed-said they would
open lines along closed, and other,
parts of nations.
tens of thousands of gun children have
been sucked into expectations. They stumble
inward valued in paper and business suit drugs.
the hidden book burning minds, they are the television.”
in small windowless towns
street clash words spread quickly to
the surrounding walls and countryside. military leader quoted
“no aheads with this con, many areas ended, useless
completely, cemented refugees grip-scavenging-”
in those neighborhoods
the roof death tolls become coherent. in
the dusk above, the sky speaks of guilt
and smokestack holiness. the president said,
“failed measures. let me be young
because I will skin alive
gray beard god.
cut my eyes out of this no place.”