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A long pause 
after my signature peel 
of the spasm. 

It was a broken flight 
of an anguished 
end in itself. 

Retrograding toward 
an apolitical fault 
for an apology. 

Illegal, soaring, preparing 
to take a dive 
in the pit of fire. 

For a gospel truth you 
take cloak off the dagger. 
You will sell your nudes.