6 Ways

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I’ve been shoved around like an adolescent carousel 
until one knocked my organs back, smacking my head to mulch.
Where are the adult watchers?
It all happened so fast- middle school, high school, then college.
Sometimes that carousel resembled a 6-shot cartridge.
When will I say goodnight?
These sleeping pills don’t change the reality that life
is headed in 6 different causeways,
each one with a different angle on prosperity,
all ending in death.

Bare in mind
like a bear in line
to rip your fucking head off;
all conscious, thoughtful conceptions
bleed out. 

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