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End
from Creation Myth [#30 - last part]

Wasted
dangle-dead
no hooks nor packaging
just soft lighting
belt-choked bannister
swingless, motionless
naked.

Beneath his body
waste duel
between plush
carpet, semen-stool
mess.

Choked slowly
wide-belt ensuring
a gradual crush
final knuckle-scuff
unseen, too late.

The note explained the waste was too much
That removal was the only explanation
extraneous, surplus to requirements.
Wasting, wasted no more.

That final waste scraped, finally disposed.
Wasted again. The casket subdued in flame
ash-waste remains, scatter-lost in memory.
Friend-waste, childhood. Dead. Walk on...

- Simon Huggins, 13th September 2002