The Hate I Won't Commit

soothsayer, i do not adore
the voices or flight of birds
and now all them wooden, a boy or a girl
they'll fail away
full stop

lightning and snow
cracks and slivers
burned in a row

so do not pretend that you do not love the war
i've seen you fight
and fall on your sword
blame us not for waiting
just has little cause
i've seen you fight

see the breast
see the brain
see the lung
see the stomach
cut from the same fur

it's winsome and then
by feeling...

the devil makes in



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Writer(s): Elizabeth Powell
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