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| MIA/POW He walks lonely through the bleakness In fog-shrouded mists Psychotic maunderings Dripping from his mind like blood Falling Falling to the ground Incarnadine Viridian Incarnadine Viridian Moebius of pain Reach for pieces of a dream Robbed of grief By fading ghosts of memory Call the man-child A lost generation Biodegradable Degraded Taste the child-man Dark-frightened Howling How long © Deane P. Goodwin |