Down the
dumdum down.
Kiss out
all the evil.
Vanishing, 
with its death traps.
Kindness findness
guest of faith.
Where needed,
where never heeded.
Fraught spiky 
mournful violent gaze.
Weightless righteousness 
terrified.
Bib lick all
magic mountain impaled.
Arrested by 'the real'
treacherous and concealed.
The welding table? 
The mirror in the shower?
The metal blue fence? 
Cold case properties
weaving taboos.
Holding up 
this slop.
Restless valley
scales of sorrow.
Hide the dead?
Wake the fed?
What beauty 
got itself up to.
Cruelly delicate 
depths. 
Sneaking up next to it
longing fell in.
 
For more, got more, 
had more. 
Eating hand 
on signature felt.
The contrary
and the desolate. 
A dark red treasure
in the crockery. 
Scars itching open 
under the tongue.
A ribbon around a tree
full of toil. 
Excandescently 
leaking oil.
 
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