Black
plastic fuel, liquid
latex
skin, and I wonder
where
I've been. Dirt
crowding
the corners and
the
sky isn't down here
any
more. Meet me with
demerol
and methadone
silvered
slivered catching
some
sister mindless. It's hot,
help
me find my shoes.
Lucifer
always steels
the
matches
.
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