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abstraction through violent meditation

cinder conscience samples bleak treat

a hammer upon my temple

the need for smaller words

encoded the dead stones

never a victim

never a lover

you will admit nothing

yours the black wood doors

hearts for kerosene

live the smothering way

elbows to grey honey

sticky century scab schemes

fall asleep in this with me

the strength to accept your bleak demise

your nothing worth saving either