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What do you read beyond my motley tongue?
The bitter music loosed, as fits a fool
All lessons now unlearned and thoughts undone

Or maybe, as I droop, unwinding spools
Of common words torn off in abject jest
You bludgeon me with pity's blackened tool

I bristle at the static in my chest
Know how to swallow night inside my skin
And puke up knee-deep dreams at your behest

This garish logic dribbles, but begins
To squirt fresh spoor over some wretched end
My crooked mind corrected in each grin

Will you still fault me for my framework then?
Better to bleed my spirits than for ash
One vessel's worth is all I wish to tend

Somewhere between the bawdy and the brash
Bright teeth string neon lightning over graves
And bulbs of tender bone sprout fire and flash

This is my trick, in every penny paid
Insanity perhaps, but not afraid



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