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Michael Gale

A Sensational Depressional Death Consumed As Tightly Ever By Thee.

Once one forlorn saddened day as i took aim to thy left wrist with a sharpened and honed razor's edged pupose intent...
T'was i crazed or just merely Hell bound as Hell bent.
Where had'st thy sanity went? ...
What days mismanged by Hell's mental'ed facitized.
Which zany menue in life of strife...
Why would'st this eternal flame and ever burning bush of genius,
wish to be extinguished?
Does thou seem well full of oneself? ...
Do veins in portaled body continue in vain?
In vain just be well kind enough for me to do well to explain...
Depression is a state of mind that one may well disagree.
Depression is a degree of stunted mental well being...
Depression is what life should be rid of for thee.
Why would one want to be as live in a very dillusional lie? ...
Why would one want to leave this life a worldly cowardly way to die?
Death be peace in all it's dreamy as happly promised way sent forward...
Peace is what gives off a promising way toward's a slumbering
sleepful journey thus far mis spent.
Death is a yearning for peace from Heaven promised to thee to be
from life finally free...

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A Body Found Dead Under A Lincoln Park Bench.

A body found under a deserted Lincoln Park bench...
Leaves ruffled into a nice neat pile.

Cacooned looking becomes this scene...
No denial.

Cold and wintery gust's...
Blows about all Chicago's powdery dust.

No kid's kites fullfills the Chicago park's skies...
No new death's or even many lies.

Tap, tap, tap as is heard the hammering pounding noise...
No sight of a girl or even any boys.

The wintery day is only accompanied by roofers working hard and into the early dissolved dawn...
A doe is spotted among the park's clumps of trees but without 'nary a rare seen fawn.

How long has the maggots and bugs been feeding on the rotting stiffened carcus? ...
Only time and a lone hoot owl in tree above knows how long or what because.

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