Rave in B Minor
I pray for
several deaths
every day,
coward forgetting
how to run
or call in sick.
Whatever keeps
losers loose-limbed
and moving
must never
be bottled
only burned.
Great journey
forced march
only difference
Latin teacher's
inflection, holding
crack-whip accent.
sole solace
limp arms
welcome TKO.
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