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Spaghetti knots

Soaked in summertime

Everyone dies in the summer

When the sun doesn’t set.

It just sits in the sky

Like a scar that won’t heal

But instead only gushes

Hot, infected,

Blood

Over everything.

It is murder in broad daylight.

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2 thoughts on “Soaked in summertime

  1. Woah. This creates a very vivid and strong image in one’s mind. Fantastic work!

    Posted by musings147 | December 9, 2014, 9:58 am

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