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blood blot a hideous music like fixed stars a chaos of shattered glass you can hang your hat on bamboo shards make a ****** wound gold spun hair on floral linen blemished soaking red like a shaking rat in a cats mouth Hazels glistening ****** a pretense salutes celibacy and high end moisturizer toilet paper to shock simplicities morals of an excretory affair a dark chandelier hangs in the balance torpedo runnels through chambered knots unleashing treacherous sanity sins crib theater of purgation father forgive her she took a **** an idealist without ideals the grand masturbator a simulacrum of a lubed god in nights dragging shade oracle of a  ruddy opera  and legs over head flexed crimson wattle rolls theories invite anti theories light invites darkness silence yields shadows throat and cacophonous whispers a grind house temple of gods and demons in horrendous geometry of inflicting malice until the serpent ascends from black pitch hells like a bomb through the skull lusts antidote waterloo of the soul   annihilation point the cadaver smiles
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Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 6:28 AM UTC
Annihilation Point
blood blot a hideous music like fixed stars a chaos of shattered glass you can hang your hat on bamboo shards make a ****** wound gold spun hair on floral linen blemished soaking red like a shaking rat in a cats mouth Hazels glistening ****** a pretense salutes celibacy and high end moisturizer toilet paper to shock simplicities morals of an excretory affair a dark chandelier hangs in the balance torpedo runnels through chambered knots unleashing treacherous sanity sins crib theater of purgation father forgive her she took a **** an idealist without ideals the grand masturbator a simulacrum of a lubed god in nights dragging shade oracle of a  ruddy opera  and legs over head flexed crimson wattle rolls theories invite anti theories light invites darkness silence yields shadows throat and cacophonous whispers a grind house temple of gods and demons in horrendous geometry of inflicting malice until the serpent ascends from black pitch hells like a bomb through the skull lusts antidote waterloo of the soul   annihilation point the cadaver smiles
surreal ….a poetry of fragments
zebrablack
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Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 6:28 AM UTC
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