the bloody dreams of Iraq
corpses, followed by
a commercial break of the
Rapture, then a stagnant
idea, forced conscription
by criminals into the army,
he awakens, sheets
drenched with sweat, his
armpits bleeding deathly
images of his lies,
he's doomed to walk
the sidewalks of Phoenix
administering to the dead
and dying immigrants
he detests.
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