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Frail seconds beating loss along bone seas
Scabbed days that scrape the back of every breath
Bent spines of blade light creased on concrete trees
Each tongue of slit sound buried inside death
The spittle hands that hack down into dirt
Those throbs of asphalt swelling up scarred eyes
Their savage silence thrusting holes through hurt
Lice lips hooked in the raping out of cries
Dusk litters dreams with pulled teeth and with tar
Beneath a rash of red sky skinned smiles twitch
Our hearts held vital under acid stars
With everything of warmth ripped fingers stitch
This withered world should never be so true
But through its cold ash I will still love you



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