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Bernard Picart

Hollow Moon
Haunting View
Woods & Blackened Water
Broken Cry
Feeling Wry
What a Bloody Splatter
Torn Leaves
Fallen Trees
Is That Human Matter
Feeling Weak
Cannot Speak
I Hear the Pitter Patter
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George Frederic Watts

?

I Write

Like This

to Show

#Words

 Matter

Not

the Extras

or #Color

 Like you

& me

It’s

the #Soul

 Not

the #Clatter

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Hans Leu the Elder

Pay Back

I First Heard of Him

When He Came Before the Ethics Committee.

During the Trial of Edwin Mercer

Head of the Obama Corp,

For Crimes Against Humanity.

For the Genetic Testing & Research

He Had Conducted On Inmates

of Both Mental Health Facilities & Prisons

or Any One Else He Pleased

Like the Murder & Detainment

of Any One Who Got In His Way;

Families, Lawyers, Judges

He Killed Them All.

I Will Never Forget

How That Nondescript Man

Walked Down That Aisle

& Demanded

In a Booming Voice

I Claim the Oldest Law of Them All,

I Claim the Right of An Eye For An Eye,

Just As This Man Murdered So Many

He Shall Die

Not Coddled In a Cage

but Right Now

Like the Dog He Is.

I am

Pay Back

& Then

the Screaming Began

As the Bones Were Broken

From His Toes On Up

Till Just a Gurgling,

Mewing, Mess Was Left

& Then Just a Stain.

I Would Learn Later

He Was a Master of Disguise

As Well As

His Own Bodies Matter,

He Could Absorb Any Force Directed At Him

Then UnLeash It How & When He Chose.

Abilities Given to Him by the Very Corporation

of the Man He Had Just Killed.

He Was Test Subject

#B27321

 & Now He Was a God

Now you Couldn’t Crack His Skin

or Poison His Wine

Now you Can’t Kill Him

He Just Won’t Die

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

the Kennels of Men

my Biggest
Fear
That I
Will Have
to Kill
Again
&

Again
the Seer
Said
There Were
Wolves
Parading
As Men
&

I
Was Him
you See
the Taste
was Acquired
In
the Kennels
the Pen
Where
They Taught
you
the Value
of Sin
&

Size
Did Not
Matter
On Wit
you Lived
&

the
Only
Win
Was Standing
Out Side
Bars
That
Did Not
Bend
That my
Friend
Is Fear
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Adolphe de Neuville

Adolphe de Neuville

To Those

That

With me

I Tried

To

the Flood

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