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Light the fuse
and break bread with the one you keep slightly bemused.
Make your peace
as you piece together platitudes for the deceased.

Bray
for blood and closure,
for hope and wine.
Forgiveness clandestine;
induced ennui.

I will save for myself naught but a fraction.

(Could be better)
Could be worse,
just ignore where the skin starts to bubble and burst.
Dance through the storm.
Your only options are to drown or to die of thirst.

Bray
for blood and closure,
for hope and wine.
Forgiveness clandestine;
induced ennui.

Rats heads!
Rats heads!
(as a type of control and couture)
Rats heads!
Rats heads!
(as a token of gratitude)

They've never tried to speak, they've never deigned to listen.
What we took as mystique was fucking noxious obsolescence.
That part of me that seeks something of a vestibule to funnel torture into truth;
slice the sick in me out.

Sway.
Sway.
Sway.
Sway.
Such a lacklustre formative day.
Stay
away,
and let slip the dogs as they

bray
for blood and closure,
for hope and wine.
Forgiveness clandestine;
induced ennui.

Expose the wound
and let leak an inkling of verbal refuse.
Sink the blade
into the body of the babe that you wanted to turn into.

Burn.
As I breathe only fire can help me.

Burn.
As I breathe only fire can help me.

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