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chopping block at midnight in the land of beer and honey

 
 
 
 
the axe  
falls,  
 
the head  
rolls  
 
and dead, glass eyes  
stare up in blank,  
naked stupified
disbelief
 
the end often  
arrives this  
way;  
 
sudden,  
 
violent,  
 
and  
seldom  
understood.
Written by buddhakitty
Published | Edited 27th Feb 2022
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