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shhh
Port Swettenham    of crows and carcasses. an awkward soul trying to make sense of the world, trying not to drown in the abyss of living.
ShhHoneyBea
~~ beauty is embarrassing ~~
spacewtchhh
23/In the sun    a grain of madness is the best of art • visual art ig: @spacewtchhh

Poems

Fenix Flight Jun 2014
[Graverobber:]
Drug market, sub-market,
Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in.
Blood market, love market,
Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all.
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial.

[Shilo:]
A little glass vial?

[Support group:]
A little glass vial.

[Graverobber:]
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery.

[Support group:]
Hhh-hhh...

[Graverobber:]
And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy.

[Support group:]
Hhh-hhh...

[Graverobber:]
And when the gun goes off, it sparks
And you're ready for surgery!

[Support group:]
Surgery!

[Amber:]
Graverobber, graverobber,
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.
Graverobber, graverobber,
Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all!

[Graverobber:]
And amber sweet is addicted to the knife.

[Shilo:]
Addicted to the knife?

[Support group:]
Addicted to the knife.

[Graverobber:]
And addicted to the knife,
She needs a little help with the agony.
And a little help comes in a little glass vial
In a gun pressed against her anatomy.
And when the gun goes off,
Ms. sweet is ready for surgery.

[Graverobber and support group:]
Surgery!
This song is from the movie
REPOMAN THE GENETIC OPERA
( I have no rights to this song.)
(there is much more to the song but this is the jist)
millions of distant colorful exploding spider-legs dancing in the sky,
each appearing with an infestive  sound,
infesting the whole city;
"snap"
"crssshh--hhh"
"bosh--hhh"

whiskey lingers as they fade into sparks and swooshes.
you're beside me,
people gather.
whistles, applause, brass instruments booming..