J. Allen Hewitt Poems

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J. Allen Hewitt

Gasp for me, wretched sack of foul rot,
Deviant creature of blackest sin,
Writhing in the filth of it's own mucus,


Suffer for me, revolting collection of fecal slop,
Degenerate troll of vacant deceit,
Consuming wanten vasts of brackish bile,
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A Solitary Soul
A Solitary Soul
J. Allen Hewitt

Looking back...where is the light?
A wasting away of memories, a remembrance gone,
am I fading?

Looking out...where is the door?
A long time of nothing, a long time with no one,
am I lost?

Looking in...where is the window?
A dark room with . . .
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