group session #3 all about the blue room t.v. movie plots flock and shudder swirl and - unsmiling I unzip my face unzip the hoods that lick my eyes turn to front to look behind - all about this din this noise seeps within - unsmiling I turn to take my turn at turning out my insides - incision with- out insight - numbed scalpel fingers slide caress the meat of sweet denial - I am what I am what I have what I have done…. dr. ableson - death in labcoat white - smiles to say ‘enough.’ © 1996 - Benjamin TegelerBirth sign: Not entered
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