April 8, 2019

Erroneous

by Douglas Blaine Matthews (author's profile)

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ERRONEOUS

I waited for justice...
For the moment that I would fly free,
When not the brim but the cobble would carry my tread.
I was wrong.
For I am now here where I have been for some time and
Now my sacrifice may fail to the axe.
In a system where each cosmos cries out for death,
Where the reeking carrion is not enough for them to sleep upon...
...so they murder.
the roads they travel have demons beneath them
Soliciting map references for hell.
Profiting from my coin as I waste away when I am
Not even sick.
I am captive, held tightly by their toxic tentacles,
Forced into a torrential sleep.
But it isn't the dawn that peers in from beneath
This steel.
It is the misery, sorrow and pain.
A place where even hope rarely survives.
So I dream...
But whoever sends them to my dismay, they will end with sacrifice.
A sullied river, this is, winding through time.
And it's all I can do to hold my head above the corpse
Littered current
To keep from drowning on the fermented flesh of my peers.
How I long for the bitter taste of lead to comfort me
In the arms of sleep's sister.
(signature) #Y29877
U-C-I Florida Death Row 2-2-17

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tofuqueenerica Posted 3 months, 1 week ago. ✓ Mailed 3 months ago   Favorite
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