inconsiderate fucks
table top dancers and silver spoons
i laughed twice
once at myself
for being such an equal shit
again at the paperback books
written about the relevance of desperation
a whole series about sex
and how i cradle my own hips
like a lush
ready for my close up
ready for my close up
editing my novels about hate
eradicating your names
i don't want to be too harsh
to the pint-sized pricks
and the country craft collectors
it is the first of final hours
it is the first of final hours
developing inabilities to lie
about important aspects of love

Murderers you're murderers
We are not the same as you

Genie let out the bottle
Funny haha funny how

When the walls bend
With your breathing

They will suck you down
To the otherside

To the shadows blue and red
Your alarm bells

They should be ringing

This is the gloaming

that's pretty far fetched
this fever burning
never killed anyone
these wheels turning
never killed anyone
because people don't kill people
they kill themselves
daily basis, night and day
forward fast to friday night
the usual plague of locusts
seeps out from the cracks of humanity
displays of frozen flesh
never killed anyone
the filthy and the fresh
never killed anyone
because people don't kill people
we all kill ourselves
but some better than others


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spare me please.
spare me.
no really.
no.
really.
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The pot will call the kettle black.
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