gerhard�richter's�blues

leaves her daughter
with a sitter then checks into
a motel and kills herself

is this the story
you were thinking of?

did it take you very long
to find out where she lived?

only an hour away from here
and we listened to
the radio while we drove

we listened to static
it sounded like
every ghost i�d ever met

suicide, dark verse, news, voyeurism, death

About John Sweet

John Sweet, born 1968, is married, a father of 2, and opposed to all that is evil. He has been living in the vast wasteland that is upstate New York for the majority of his life, is a firm believer in writing as catharsis, and in the idea that true democracy is a myth. A full length collection of his work, HUMAN CATHEDRALS, is available from www.ravennapress.com. All pertinent facts about his life can be found somewhere in the vast piles of his unpublished works.

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