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Bins

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Encased in steal black cats flee the rain

Before my eyes so drench the streets

And give black Bins to colour usual

Cigarette ash hue of perfume piss and

Excrement a new unholy beginning

Bitter its end only clear skies away

Till once again its inanimate fuckin

Ugly life is once again exposed

A syphilitic old man’s cock for beauty

 

But still it pours and pours and pours

And pisses on us from high till once

Again and with innumerable frequency

Never decides to stop kicking and fucking

And raping all mankind or womankind

Or whatever is the right emphasise for

Our fuckin time these days that we find ourselves

So it fucks till it tears till its bleeds

And I rage and I fuck till I rage till I fuck

◄ Skull Bone Ring

Wind and Tide ►

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