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First, The Thud of Locusts
Friday, June 27, 2008
Your answer is in there...
...just stare down the barrel.
The sincerest apologies won't write you out of this one.
Tonight you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Young fools, don't cry anymore.
I have an MFA in poetry from the University of Florida, and since poets make no money, I'm looking into the lucrative profession of fly fishing, though I've never been fond of that much silence, or fishing.
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