Weep against the iron bars the third floor the car
It meant to me my entire world I sold my soul for a night
Widowed raped worthless full moon empty solid bricked
Passengers and drivers must wear their seatbelts at all times
Gray flecked and rigid warm denim blue eyes
Price of inflations and afflictions oblique red summer frost
Tired black saddled bedlam longs holy and true
Letters and songs and looks and touch, my wound wide here
Touch it red. Willow whipped round vagrants grip by savage grip
Hopeless by salesman plume red whipped
Ravaged doom. Black blessed burst grab hold of evidence
Of a crime you cannot prove you cannot injust
For lips sell secrets unfolded untapped unplumbed
(picture a face with a toilet plunger lodged deep into the mouth, the heart is extracted this way)
Enjamb this weak frail fire
Douse out its flicker its flame
Compress its ember for with my heart
He remains. Hapless clown and his mate
Jack fell Jill the hill was barren.
Contemptuous fire bleak burn
And thunder while we seek beneath
our flesh and quickening eyes below
cries for Oblivion.
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