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PERSPEX DEATH
by PSUEDO DAVE

Although to a boy
Death is black
I rammed a perspex dagger
through a complete stranger's eyeball
and it was yellow.

Death is odd.
It comes at such unexpected times.
Why can't it come during half-time at a football match?
I'm sorry. I'm rambling about death.
Death is a serious thing.
Especially in Spanish and in Perspex.