in a casket in her backpocket i feel my hands around my throat in middecember the TIRED MILLENNIUM will start to function like a GHOST resounding in my skull a body fractured a body ruined sometimes a bodys like a joke an image drowning in the hive of spirits concentric cries eccentric jolts there are things i cant admit there are things i cant allow the SPYDERS rising from the pit and slowly crawling out my mouth in an instant a million daggers cld borrow time to slit yr throat in the echo chamber snakes slither sleepless they reunite and lead a host of fornicating rays of light the body poisoned and without organs until the ocean claims us all a truth fragmented the fragments scattered lost in a pile of broken bones oh my lover wont you rings of SATURN as i decide to sink into the sun i shed my skin for wayward yearning and you write songs to RAISE THE DEAD walking backwards into new religion i DDDance the future on yr flesh oh my lover oh my atomic structure perennial sickness in my head
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