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Scalpel God
05:18
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Told the lab, get off the rat
Pushing wrath that pulls back
Told the lab, get off the rat
Dead erase, matter of fact
Time to learn how to act
In the outcome of attacks
Autodidact
Dipped in malpractice
Fuck them backwards
Fathom wearing the auteur
Too much on shoulders
Burning, impish in depth
Insect in treatment
Epileptic in response
to thoughts that spark
Excitement
Bedside manner interned
Inspires uroboros
Tourniquet for effect
Entrance under blade of knife
Time decided by superiors
Overachieving to hurt
Murder in the name of
deterring carnal position
Not it
It is not it
Does not belong
Use your own
Leave them be
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2. |
Needle Tongue
06:11
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If there is a difference
What is the significance
It is all similarly resolute
Who lead them into this
Seeing previous in ruin
How is the ingredient
More fulfilling than clarity
Even in its omniscience
What
You on
Which one
Seeing the requiem
Should be easy persuasion
But in orchestrated adaptation
Intravenous terror abates
All the rest want from them
is to remain exactly where they are
And so it goes they give in
Give them what they want
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Surgery Goddess
06:34
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Word is bond, on dominant actors
Sprinting inward toward print fossilized
Eyes of Zion like Eckleburg, end all, be all
Word is bond, and on top of every orifice
Offices of fidelity kindling interest in
delphine, delinquent of seas, unseen
Imperfect in creole, silhouette so bold
Deal away tethers of the individual
Go ahead and look the part while I feel it
A head to pull apart a continent
Brawn tented at a height the least bit tight
Bite until it writhes
Go ahead and look the part while I feel it
A head to pull apart a continent
Tongue before teeth
Think before you speak
Each and every one
Amounts to some
Sum of the parts
All for the role, further into ventriloquism
In due time, typecast embroiled
Ask for reversal, might as well drape pall
Syntax fell to clever dress, end all, be all
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Vile Vial
04:14
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Tigers of wrath are wiser
than birds of a feather
Etherized by, tired alliance
is prying at moonlight
Soon as a need for co-sign
Herobrine in overcast
Laughter distracts like fury
Fists in the bright of accent
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5. |
Unaesthetic
06:31
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Never shall you do ear that violence
Heir to natural anesthetic
Heron lives for depressed respiration
Bird impaired in pursuit of flight
Obsess to abscess, valves in duress
Half the sustain, aiding behavior
Satire mires the borough-wide sorrow
As bodies with exponents sink further
Toward the mantle
To not perturb the earth
Keep the claws out of the dirt
Sugar to taste, veiled in escape
Carrying due dates into the wake
Stream from which agony breeds,
Repeatedly undone of adrenal function
Dolled as a charm, tall as acid army
Ptyalin cast, yet still the jag is felt
Braille as the handheld dealt to plead
Careen out of the vehicle unresistant
Pregnant with death into the cesspit
If youth stands opposite euphoria
There is no need to levant
There is no wreath of weapons
for a distance, merely tepid vapor
Humble even at its most polymorphic
Sorry for being torn asunder, a joke
within limits, stipulated at vicarious
and voyeur-like, striped for denial,
retired, respite in face of the aisle
Smile, as defined by the boarded doors
Blindfolded and guided by rope around
boundless entropy, speak, wake up
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6. |
Pavilion Panopticon
06:26
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Agree to procedure
Intern gazes over shoulder
Operator says it will be alright
You will walk away able and willing
To consent again,
to entertaining the table,
and the tools that tattoo
the cutting board
On toward the mother lode
How about a round of a clause
Odds are in favor
Trade a name for a number
Play the game and get tossed
On the nature of daylight
Off with LED light
To the customer’s delight
On the turn of a dime
Gather the waited on in the ballroom
for the performance
Ornery are the imported,
ardent supporters
Doors open, interrupt order
Promptly turns torrid within orbit
Shaking off the meat-eater
Like satellite-dusted asteroids
Emoting through anachronistic adages
How unkind, spite from bulbs
Ulterior in their luxurious division
So certain of schism immunity
Seeds in the floor of the hospital
Spores of the next fortune
Exceptional performance in the red
Definite in marking the resting point
Gazebo in the yard
Ensemble in close quarters
Observed by the festival goers
Nowhere is there a care
Beyond the parents of players,
the donors, and daddies of averages
Allowing talent to slip into comas
Despite the size of the tip left
Cries of brides preside, deafening
Off with his head
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Eyes of Patients
06:02
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Sleep is a knife
Severing the tube
In corners where the medicine hides
A stepstool to the cabinet
The portal out of it
It’s been once, now twice
You’d be advised to take advice
This condition is finite
Your regimen, unrefined
Once was hypochondria
Matured into perversion
Furnished a coup inside a burden
Dismissed as benign
How much better can it be described
Purring among the spurious plants
Sits a man charging a quarter
of a month’s rent
Beating with scripture the way the beaming giant peers through the eagerly
wide, open window
The restoration of discordant elements
Is not dust in a shell, in fact,
it’s something to live with,
To navigate until it can be played safe
In sickness and in health
The hand that dealt must melt
the bethel that sold the idea
In sickness and in health
A farewell to a pastel glare
Is a deal with impairment
In sickness and in health
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Neurosis
06:22
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Brave motherfucker
I saw within a sonnet
A matricide, side of the mattress
There was no break in
I could tell by the hieroglyph
Although nebulous
I once heard the doctor knows best
Tracing the pattern, then
Of fallen objects, the hallway bent
Staggering across marble
Rooms began detonating, as did my carpal
years ago. Through disarray
I watched as he emerged, subsequent pain
as he pulls from his coat
The cathode that laid waste to my abode
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