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Seven Vials
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Less butcher, more sculptress. Plucked feathers, behold. Lone evenings pass like years. I’m turning to stone. Make your bed, lie in it, find safety in loss. Less falsehood, more actress. New nightmares disrobe. As glamour fades with age, we soften and rot.
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Sanctimonia
02:53
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Amber snowfall after dark, like always. I will dare you to believe me, like always. The ink dries down. In your drawings and in your head, like always. You were absent, never there, like always. The ink dries down and never fades.
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Black Cat Petunias
02:47
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My canvas, my opus, my flesh. No pictures, back turned, facing in. Each finger, each muscle, each rib. I brace while you take measurements. A mouthful, a hunger, a “yes please”. Be smaller, be quiet, be empty. My blood turns bath water to rust. The aching, the abject disgust. Try repulsion on for size. I buried my heart in the snow, and waited for flowers to grow. I waited and waited.
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Oubliette
03:15
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Dead receiver, cannot hear me. This lonely humming sings for no-one. Kicking, screaming. Burnt to ashes. Hang me up and try me again. Save your breath. I’m not here. Dead receiver, no-one’s listening. Hold your secrets tight to your chest. Not here.
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Atvm - Brutalism
06:00
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Atvm - Grot
05:14
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