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The Stuff for the Church

Corn causes drug use
Abuse
Like you've never felt
A bruise
On that part of your thigh
Where this skin is
Thin
Little bones
Collapsing under explosions
Of two or more
Things said to be sweet;
Beat the heart
Hearts beat
37 times per hour-
Sour coating
Released through noxious
Ventricles  into
The seven stomachs
Of every personal demon
You hold
In the bag of yours;
Tell me when it fills you up
With everything that is obviously white
And already eight inches dead
Giving head
To the opiate gods.


3/6/11
Written by miss_masturbation (Ava Renei)
Published
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