December 28, 2017Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Uncategorized Leave a comment SLOW DEATH Throw away the paper after reading this I am dying. I was sentenced to slow death. One detainment against my will and I am a danger to society. No work for the traumatised. That’s me. No hope of employment for the rest of my life. No references. But The State continues to function well. Thanks for asking. COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2017 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...