Dead @ 23

In the last moments we hold

satisfying those jagged

plaguing karmic schemas,

the ones that have danced with us

all along alone still

breathing

listening for God, I hope a

shoegaze drone skewers the

darkest heart of my soul and a slick

demon, breathing, passes

me a spliff and assures me

the hardest part is over

man. So chill out and

sit down and set yourself up at the bar.

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