Tie a toe-tag to my sketchbook
Put the sketches to rest
Walk the plank into my heart-love
Give me one final request
Let me see your trophy-eye baubles
Gonna take it all in
As I'm leaning off the edge
Let me in your backdoorlight
Netherworld
Monero and pyrite
Let the avenue in
To the vastness of our brains
Double-fisted and spit-shone and soft
You've been curled up in your ball-balls
You've got balls
Use them
Me
I just won some love
Play my triple crown
V as in vendetta
I will win them back someday
I will shoot you with your own red roses
Now won't that sting like a bee?
I know the gods have
Planned a fate I can't escape
But if I'm going overboard well may as well
Let you into my collection
Lean my chest over my sketchbook
Put the breast to the vest
The barely breathing palimpsest
Well
You've sold me
The glory and the gory
Died for it
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