ALEX GARZA

				The Crushed Ice That Lingers In My Head

				i sink into this abysmal nightmare
				where a pencil erases my skin
				and a sponge wipes away my memory
				this world is like a dagger
				that stabs at me and bleeds me	
				draining me of myself
				so cold I have turned
				my brain and my heart turned solid
				diving into subarctic temperatures
				my soul has turned to ice
				and the world continues to stab
				with the pick and the never-dulling blade
				I am being crushed into oblivion
				and melted away into the darkened sea
				and I will never have even existed.                                 



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