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Another Day

- by Linn Barnes

Another Day
-Linn Barnes 

Today another killing
I feel drenched in sadness
disgust and guilt

where was I when I 
could have said
what the fuck are

you talking about
as I listened to drivel
from drooling stupid
jaws enraged about

nothing much more than 
their own obvious inferiority
babbling hatred and violence

to deluded drunken kindred souls 
while I slept in the corner
refusing the teach the trash

anything that might upset 
them as they polished 
and sharpened their weapons