Before the Heart turns to gradient
in your Don't Die Crewneck
streets of lithium sun
get whitewebbed boreholes
the future protocol sleep
internecine multi-wrecking
in the Kingdom of the Sick
insurgent cell of one
together wished to create or conserve
hemlocked giddy carousel
New River Walk
but the lack of money
soon halted walls, floors
midheaven of predation
no music in hyperthymic or euthymic
travel to Switzerland instead
227 figures meant for Linz
The Gates of Hell shining of Karakum
little insects screw bolted
curled black lids kidney shaped
amice song cultus medicine paste
reuptakes through alkaline garden
the sterbetourismus glassdoor
in faery lands forlorn’d rappen doves
not even England keeps me alive
sacrificed on the sickle of your neck
but you remind me
The Working Class Goes to Heaven
in a sacro pod every four minutes instead
