Run foul through the arteries

Run. Run!
From the crook at your feet
whoring you slowly
until when at last your teeth
resemble me at midnight.
And then you can eat
backwards, and walk forwards
to the cliff of consumption
peeling on your fingers.

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~ by Jeremy on June 26, 2009.

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