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What we Lost, Benjamin Ramlackhan

You, out there, are all alive, You, far beyond that, are dead, Everyone right here, near me, is the asshole in between,

You, out there, are all alive, You, far beyond that, are dead, Everyone right here, near me, is the asshole in between, Is the fool on the corner of Canal and Bowery, Hamilton and French, and Grove and Bloomfield, Bottle in one hand, pile of random shit in the other, Fishing for cigarettes outside of every bar, Spending every night sifting through time to figure out what was lost, Because some of…

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Spring Allergies, by Benjamin Ramlackhan

Smell of nickel, maybe copper, maybe heavy metal,/Red stains on my white pillowcase...

Smell of nickel, maybe copper, maybe heavy metal, Red stains on my white pillowcase, Awake to my find red dead capillaries, Face numb; I can’t find the air.   Medicated and uncomfortable, Blood drops drip down the back of my throat, Post nasal drip mixed mucus and sweat, Addicted to the saline and the cheap OTC’s, Placebos grant me life.   Dreams of flying into the vacuum, Watch the dead flies…

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