Pact

-For Gee and Ness, R.I.P. 2/25/2010


WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH! / a train hammered by— / a teenage girl screamed // “This is a deeply fearsome thing / we’re not wired for it; our bodies will recoil…” // nothing romantic about broken spirits and broken / bones. Nothing romantic about thundering trains. Nothing // fixed by balancing on third rails; tangled limbs and steel. Forever / hugs, last instances / as the train barreled it way south.


I read this article: Teen Suicide Pact

and this is what came from that...

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