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No Longer
Existing is not something I can do anymore.
There is nothing I could have done.
I apologize for my untimely death.
Growing weak of the daily routine.
It made me hateful of life.
I ached for multiple rounds of ammunition.
To be bludgeoned by alienating amputation devices.
And hit by city buses which carried low-wage workers to their offices.

I am without a home and without a heart.
Standing here witnessing injustice is wrong.
I'd only bleed indefinitely if I stayed one more day.
So the last day has come.
Tomorrow once again 
Wishing for a tidal wave of thorns to penetrate my heart.

 2006 David Greg Harth
06.03.07.13:26:00@205HudsonNYC