The midnight birds trash the vein
sun rises and falls to meet the insane
ruby spain
steel-edge cocaine
the day's blood lingers on the lamp-post's eye
voodoo embryo flew through hands to horrify
run to die
satisfy
clashed down by a crystal fire tribes son
made the trunk of Pluto trap third oblivion
your my dry skeleton
and all you do is run.
 
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