Cedric Bixler-Zavala
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De-Loused in the Comatorium
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“Last night I heard lepers
Flinch like birth defects
Its musk was fecal in origin
As the words dribbled off of its chin
Which said "I'm lost, I'm lost”
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Flinch like birth defects
Its musk was fecal in origin
As the words dribbled off of its chin
Which said "I'm lost, I'm lost”
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“Cranial bleeding
Leeches train the living
Cursed are those who speak its name
Ruse of metacarpi
Caveat emptor
To all that enter here”
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Leeches train the living
Cursed are those who speak its name
Ruse of metacarpi
Caveat emptor
To all that enter here”
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“Open wrists talk back again in the wounded of its skin
They'll pinprick the witness in ritual contrition”
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They'll pinprick the witness in ritual contrition”
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