Boisterous howl as you clawed cross my back skin. Whispering growls as we sank into the mattress. Flickered your tongue in languages that I have practiced. Hey say we stay tucked away in voodoo and magick. Master my machinery go. Keep taking till only you'll have it. Sounds we both know drift away and fade into static. Sniff me out for treachery no. I'm just reaching for what I can't grab at. Darkness in tow as our voices ring emphatic.
Pale fire tore out my waist slid my space in it. Bore down my weight placed my stake in it. I'm finally tasting mistakes in it. I wasn't born useless.
This is it disremembering to dismember. The shifts in the plane stay the same. It's the hits just enough to shake the lever. The fists to the skull fade the brain.
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