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Jul 2021
those thoughts of yours sure are lofty, huh?
I wouldn't use that word other than
in that instance.

rough draft,
a bit contrived,
pretentious,
flimsy.

I chant hymns in the mirror too.
I exhalt vitriol to the heights of vitriol
and slit my own throat
under full moons
so more full moons will shine
over my *******.

I am the space between the syllables
begging to be an outro.
B E Cults
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B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
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   Brett
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