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blench
Crayon craned a plainsong,
She claimed her playsong
Between her cold thighs
Waxy cold thighs

Her Nightlight.

Stone rolled the letters,
Rolling deep for debtors
In mournful blood light

Starboard!

Do it!
Eat this!
Chew it!
Fuck this!
Be it!
Be damned!

Meat slammed and shotgun,
Bloater
Beat damned in neon:
Flyblown worn eye
Sallow low-ride

Deadlight.

Chased out
Spring forward
A fall back call
Maw loathes the tide.

Bit!

Be it!
Shove it!
Be this!
Dream it!
Be his!
Be Damned!

A hard hand pleases
The grey faced fixed fixers
Slow hip walk turn
Could not make him out.

For all their sins, with all their grins
Coins pile high and open pores
Moonlight clanks free as she falls
And calls in….

Recoil
Blench's spoils

Twist
Resist
Feral crushing
Surd
Twist
Potent
Feral Surd

Do it!
Eat this!
Chew it!
Fuck this!
Be it!

Do it!
Shove it!
Be this!
Dream it!
Be his!
Be Damned!

Vim runs the landslips
Running cheap for handslips
Filching star light
A filthy junk light
Broker.

Eagle heads for fortune
A finger sport like coursing
Fed on time
Harch!
 
 
 
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