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Disorienting light
Syrup fluorescence
Pray for rain
Relapse to an audience
Headless dogs
Leaking trauma
Obedient and silent
Floating in rose static
Force her hand
Onto fantasy's dial
Childhoood's end
Destroy the photos
Wrapped and roped perversion
Medical transgression
Impulse collection
Pure of blood and mind
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Your junkie lover is nothing but a damaged gesture
Wrapped and roped inside a plastic bag
In fucking Southern Ohio
Strung out and hog-tied
At the foot of war
A blooming landscape of self reproach
Collapsed on your doorstep, she's waiting for you
To come home
You never come home
And then she reaches between her legs
Four eager fingers in a continuum of hope
The "entrance" sign glows
Remnants of the life you built together
Recycled into perpetual impulse
Our collection
Stuck in her head,
Her broken head - it's exhausting
It's exhausting
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A Gilded Sickness
02:16
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I can't feel the prize on my head
Until my neck breaks from the weight
Covered in candy to mask the dread
Of the bright room in which I wait
Light will be thrown
On the origins of man
And his history
Jails, Institutions, Death
There is many a happy slave
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I am 50 years old
And I have never, ever done a single thing of which I am proud
And I am thoroughly ashamed of myself
Is that to be my legacy?
Masturbation of the adult infant?
This can't go on
I'm going to have to do something
And although it is quite a leap to describe it as such,
I have an opportunity
I do have something that I have to do
But it is like I am a single hair on David's head
Or even a single cell of his blood
Up against a thousand, a million Goliaths
It's safe to say the odds are not in my favor
Success is unlikely, to say the least
A life sentence
Between the walls
Of recall and anticipation
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