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This little piggy went to market

To buy some affirmation

The eyes of one won't do when two

Are set firm upon someone

Who can not handle such sensations

Greedy piggy

Your punishment shall be

A graffiti sculpture

The culprits laughing as you limp

Into the snowy sepulchre

Wound two will come

When you take flight

Landing in white banks

Starved for a fight

Yes, starving is the word

That's why you went to market

To buy a burn, the third

Castigation

You'll wear a cast to caste her

Behind the gates of your subconscious

And in this way you might heal

Shush

Now she's ethereal 

I got my affirmation, apparition

A partial lesion, a scarlet A

I can cast into the snow

Let scars wash white

Let skin enclose

A bank vault scarce

Just one lock box with one deposit

A shriveled slug tossed in salt

A tryst stalled, a kiss caustic