outcast/

poems 1 Minute 
machine-gunned four-inch nails
rusted in his head
white-worm pocket-prize
meat fungal meat
slender, pale and mean
tunnel-vision fleshfood
backward glance into
the mirror of time

beyond palings sent
wasteland-ward
the loser amidst fools
sacrificed to the machine
piggy piggy pig

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