BAUBLES from BAUBLES by BLOOD NYMPH

whose
nightmare do i wake up in
i saw the ships i saw the blue.
the blue, a remnant of a contract,
syphilitic succotash i wanted i wanted
suffer supper i wanted--
Had we had any hope
Had we had any mercy
Angels would walk among us,
but they soar and plummet
ground down up a lil feed, a feed bag for the living dead
to what dogs are we fed?

fed to what chrome intestine
fed a trinket liver to a bauble-bodied dog

what a beauty ● i thought you were a friend
so much pain ● to walk upon the sand
so much less ● than a milk tooth breath
what a saint ● to believe in quiet

what a beauty ● so much pain
so much pity ● what a saint

had we had any hope
had we had any mercy
instead of choke choke choking
the medical supply lines
that allow the angels to breathe our air
the city would be left
to them the brilliant dark
the seeking and the rats
and whoever feeds us
like pigeons in the park
and whoever hunts them

●○○● woof

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