d.eath|p.lay

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This is a dance,
- insert memorial for the dead -
in.candescent votive candles
flickering in a black pool.

There are no limbs,
- the blackness is marked by decay -
de.feat is marked by delay
you can't run from this.

There are no rules,
- restrictions upon purchase -
per.sons involved must submit
in application to instruction.

This is eternity,
- sign by the red indicator -
wri.the in the balance of moral sin
ribbon necklace for the novice.

This is not a game,
- bound in blood and guts and gore -
sub.missive discards all rights reserved
contractual obligations asserted.

There is no salvation,
- a polyphony of B Flats; syncopated -
sui.cidal solace via carnal conductor
live for the hours.

This is a dance,
- Cherry, gutteral gashes in supply -
play.ground for succient foreplay
Suspension in replay,

This is a month's pay,
- A short-lived holiday -
pe.rish when the night give's way,
relieve your life in d.eathplay.