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low tide in serotonin bay
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The flies are back..
Every winter i rejoice as the increasingly frigid weather Eviscerates your species, exfoliates the face of the earth The soundtrack of my existence is your incessant buzzing A testament to all of the insects I've bludgeoned You've been disorderly since the earth was roamed by prehistoric beings Still have morbid choruses to sing down in the morgue's freezer drawers Now it's Spring and your time to reign supreme has come again You invade my privacy, knowing just how to dig your way under my skin Your children fester in my brain, I claw at my scalp in agony Creating conflict as patches of flesh turn raw from satiny I die all over again when i reread each message that you sent to me The flies are back to claim me as i rot away in the shadowy recesses of her memory |
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