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To My Executioner



Wipe me away clean
As if I never existed

So that I can be seen
A mile away
As the thief who covets
Your useless things

Tape up my mouth
So that I cannot say
A word back to
My executioner

Make me wear labels
Neighbors now warned
To hunt the witch with
The sideways look

You toil over your
Crumbling fortress
Speak in dark corners
With your cronies
Smoking cigarettes 

Silencer, my Hitler,
The prevailer
Of falsity--how can
Someone who said
Loved me once
Turn the gas on
With such ease?







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