Little Black Pill

Stretched fecal tendencies,
Redeemed with oscillatory song;
Hymns to sweet substance blue.

I love the way
You;
Abdicated and combined
Mass with time,
Light to divide the dark, unseemly smiles.

Twisted arithmetic miscalculation;
Theoretical transcription fired upon
With death.

Ray’s swimsuit discovered
Past breath’s last devotion,
And into the pool of gods,
From whence his Taoist denomination
Wept.

Secretly as though
We were in whittled longetivities.
Despite Cain.

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