Read Poem: Starkweather, by Tyler R. Martin

Anyone who can go through life

Sober, free and clear headed

Without killing themselves or someone else

Deserves a fucking award.

Without the comforting

Tang of wine or whiskey

I would have been

Another basket case,

Another Starkweather,

Born to raise hell

And fanning

The fucking flames.

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