Memory Assassin
Wednesday, 10 October 2012
To You, Who Would Be Assassin
last time I blinked,
you were mere juror
cramped and distracted,
unimpressed with foreign borders.
my sweet disease
reeled you further
than a circus trap.
Now, you are destined for distemper.
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