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Red, blade points

knife the air

All night

he sees it

Constellating

his thought

Acne on

a leper

Red, blade points

disappear

Sets

it's blackness

glistening

Curling

and winding

through

grip mangled

fingers

Bristling

and

glittering

No

Nothing else

lingers

Gleam away

little brute

Gleam away

Gleam away

little brute

Gleam away

As if,

after waving

Capon claws

over ashes,

A single

talon

should

lower-

and silently

plow,

he carves

the ghost

mascot

the length

of his skin

Stilettoed

without

interruption

The body

including

the face

On a bed

in the dark,

without

interruption

He imagines

he feels it

tugging and

cinching,

hears it

rustling and

rising,

the naked

intaglio-

lifting free

of its flesh,

silently prowling

from window to

window

There is

No Nothing

else

There is

No Nothing

else

Flip

was a charmer

and so

was I

Zip

was a devil

and so

was I

Can't afford,

but bescumber,

our spunk-stiffened

-tresses

as we stroll

in the glut

trimmed

in frilly

and furs

Tell us

apart,

we can never

die

Tell us

apart,

we can never

die

Fluffed

and the

fluffer,

fluffing

goodbye

Arm and arm

Arm and arm

in our feathers

and blood

Choo-Choo

Choo-Choo,

Mama

Cursing

the rummy

cluck

Choo-Choo

Choo-Choo,

Mama

How

do you lose

your luck?

Choo-Choo

Choo-Choo,

Mama,

In the dark

lopping off

all interruption,

How

do you lose

your luck?

How

do you lose

your luck?

Red, blade points

knife the air

All night

he sees it

Constellating

his thought

Acne on

a leper