posted by
devohoneybee at 06:59pm on 04/01/2006
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Today's Grief
I keep thinking of hits, of
taking a hit,
first fear,
then elation, then the sucker-punch
of loss,
falling farther than the seam
they've dug,
and more black.
And the electric mad
possession,
feelings like
a god within,
dangerous and
cold.
I worry for their
electrolytes,
and for the ones who fainted,
and the ones whose trust
was skewered on a word.
There will be
some mad revenge:
like Oedipus,
with spikes for eyes
or a fever spiked
with grief
I keep thinking of hits, of
taking a hit,
first fear,
then elation, then the sucker-punch
of loss,
falling farther than the seam
they've dug,
and more black.
And the electric mad
possession,
feelings like
a god within,
dangerous and
cold.
I worry for their
electrolytes,
and for the ones who fainted,
and the ones whose trust
was skewered on a word.
There will be
some mad revenge:
like Oedipus,
with spikes for eyes
or a fever spiked
with grief
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Ah, but be very careful when calling them ...
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More seriously, it's looking like that mine had dozens of violations over the five years it was open of the last seven consecutive years. Not at all good. I think it's likely that an investigation will find those deaths could and should have been prevented.
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of loss,
Now that's an image.
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