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Texas Hold ‘Em by Jane Crown

Posted in Jane Crown with tags on January 19, 2010 by Scot

  

Ellis island unit one;
Glass partition,
A grieving box
 
I do not oppose this barbarism, you’d think I might;
Humanitarian that I purport to be.
Vengeance is familiar in the South-not swiftly but by
Yards and years on the Row.

sleep comes first
breathing  next
and the heart the last to go 

We don’t polish the bough of regret here
This is death row
There is plenty of life left here  to extinguish
 
sleep comes first
breathing  next
and the heart the last to go.

They say it is humane
To lay him down to sleep
Chalk his breath with  poison
Stalk and stop his  evil heart with buckles.

Texas hold ’em.
Flash your angry hearts
then let them go.

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