thanks again for feeding a child grown
with your acid samples
good-to-know there's time after all
in the day.
and good-for-you to spare a pocket watch
captain of booze,
hands nearly clasping-
Yes, haven't we met before?
was it forgotten at your door
a promise turned rape.
Oh by the way do you remember my face
in a black velvet glass
my scares are tender
don't call me anymore.
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