is it death
to uproot thoughts
from the living landscape
of this garden mind
and bury them alive
on the screen
where rigor sets in
forever frozen
the dynamic into the static?

if so,
then I am slaying
and the bodies
are piling up these days
as one creative corpse
after another
is dumped into
this trench of a page
where they are embalmed
and forgotten

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