1 
Darkness and death moors 
the cocked. 

And its release 
the sweetness of hell. 

Clap and laugh did they 
at fingers death press. 

Hounding the hounding 
leads to death!

2
Dooms sirens 
linger uncocked 

touches sock 
as sex 

is driven 
to its parody 

blackbird singing
little death

little death
taste my breadth. 

3 
Poets mules 
play 
kickerland boules. 

And shipwrecks 
ruin 
sought to light.

What evils! 
What errors! 

Clings the snail 
to wood
for sun dry land.

To be 
or not 
floating debris.

4 
Screams 
for demilitarization. 

Off our streets! 

Get their masked 
brutalitarian guns, 

good and gone. 

Sorry 
not sorry

its fucking wrong.