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Deaths Disposition
Eating the words
of deaths disposition
we fantasize death
ending with a single breath
windows draped
black as pitch
we bleed
but the soul was not
delivering flesh
into decaying time
waiting for reality
to fall in
creeping toward that final breath
as I butter my toast
inhaling the aroma
of deaths disposition
of deaths disposition
we fantasize death
ending with a single breath
windows draped
black as pitch
we bleed
but the soul was not
delivering flesh
into decaying time
waiting for reality
to fall in
creeping toward that final breath
as I butter my toast
inhaling the aroma
of deaths disposition
Published 27th Apr 2022
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