skin like chlorine & salt:
i bear my teeth in the car.
i cannot count days since
that postal splatter- i do not think
i have come too far.
sweet is the wrong word
for sweet and sweet
is the wrong word for you.
these days, i don't even bother
to ask forgiveness for what i'm about to do.
-revenge machine 163.0
si fas est,
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