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Mid January three something indecent deity
There are ghosts in every corner Tapping holes into their faces with their Broken fingernails This is a place where when the stars come down They change their course and keep The sideways dark Look out the light Will make you blind And the holes keep growing bigger The skin around the edges chapped and…
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Snakes
There is a house full of snakes waiting to devour us fangs slick with the ejaculate of televangelists and politicians, bellies fat with power and the scrawny limbs of dying children, sacrificed for the greater good, gently laid to rest before an altar draped in patriotic cloth and the stench of soggy dollar bills wet…
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command.
and then there’s this conversely bleak grey screens flashing disco balls of whatthefuck screaming buy me feel me hear me fuck me leashed together, shackled minds stay in step don’t fall out let the great ones take you down the path to everything is a-ok wash your feet in the bloody lamb, facing east and…