TFLN Poem - Revenge, Repeating

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Here's this week's www.textsfromlastnight.com poem.

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YOU WILL DIE AND I WILL CARVE 'I TOLD YOU SO' ON YOUR HEADSTONE

You.

You will die.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO”

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth because you’ve got no mind.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth because you’ve got no mind. You’re a fist that punches the air.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth because you’ve got no mind. You’re a fist that punches the air, echolocating with blood and hollow blindness.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth because you’ve got no mind. You’re a fist that punches the air, echolocating with blood and hollow blindness. You don’t heal.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth because you’ve got no mind. You’re a fist that punches the air, echolocating with blood and hollow blindness. You don’t heal. You’re staring at the train tracks.

You will die and I will carve “I TOLD YOU SO” on your headstone with the bowie knife you made out of a spare bong and a shark’s tooth because you’ve got no mind. You’re a fist that punches the air, echolocating with blood and hollow blindness. You don’t heal. You’re staring at the train tracks, lit firecracker and a smile on your face.

You.
You had a boy.

You had a boy you made.

You had a boy you made in the dark.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want.

You had got a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds. But I'll still clear 'em.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds. But I'll still clear 'em.  I always do.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds. But I'll still clear 'em. I always do. It's a kindness.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds. But I'll still clear 'em. I always do. It's a kindness. You already killed them.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds. But I'll still clear 'em. I always do. It's a kindness. You already killed them. The boy, the whip-scorned women.

You had a boy you made in the dark when you were twisted on rotgut and probation. Never going back, you said. Never staying place.  You know you’re hunted.  Spread your seed all you want. Let it scatter like weeds. But I'll still clear 'em. I always do. It's a kindness. You already killed them. The boy, the whip-scorned women. I just close the account.

You.
You.

You will die.