Slouching Toward Nirvana: New Poems
On Sale: January 1, 2006
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in this place
there are the dead, the deadly and
there is the cross, the builders of the
cross and the burners of the
pattern of my life forms like a cheap shadow
wall before me.
what is left of
now must crawl
to wherever it can
the strongest know that death is
and the happiest are those gifted with
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