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Paper Snake (do something sane)

Eternal venom of the holy accomplice
winding branches into karmic wheels,
the day escapes me while I am here to admit it.

I was the unforgiven disgrace
of ten thousand empty bars across the river,
and my eyes were radium hair spray.

Animal gears in the slaughter bed
of broken verse to serenade
the afterbirth of swollen moon.

the same drug assaults me
when I only want the lesson,
cold war kitchen floor.

I need to do something sane,
before I realize how high I am,
so I can keep the night together.

The same dangerous lawn
of my social risk boat

on lake vein, and snapped tomorrow.

The effect still rings wild
through my failing ears

and blind soul grocery traffic infraction

a flagrant poet stands here
with a book full of diseases

for you, my pale night swarm of audiences.
JC-Luff
Written by JC-Luff (JC Luff)
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