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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