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I wish they were all short timers.
Dorothy M. Hubermann
deep six the normalcy--
the dust red sky has declared a biology
where man is made of
sticks, stones, nuke-filled bones,
and rows of death-hungry ribs.
they're pointing straight ahead,
lined up like
kindling,
resting souls inside of a velveteen matchbox.
go ahead.
strike their shaven heads against a
hup-two-three-four steel wool laden door-
frame.
di di mau
and
watch them burn
they're just a world of changelings
bundled up between the teeth of
godforsaken
humanity.
Dorothy M. Hubermann has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Dorothy M.'s terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Dorothy M.'s latest works: