this fingertip was lost in the
year of all accidents.
this eye socket was broken blasted on the last day
of what everything looked like.
this kneecap ....shattered in battle
a battle i lost -
obviously , unfortunately
crippled cyclops can't point out
the wrong with any certain accuracy ...
can't make a point with any
fucking certainty.
but my distance is secure ...
yes it is.
because i'm not like anybody else .
everybody else.
© 2005 monkey hate fugue
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