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O’
Is it.
Just us now?
I do apologize.
For the delay.
I will not.
Plead.
For your understanding.
Rather.
I plead that you.
Tend to your.
Own fields.
From now on.
This is my world.
Now.
Aren’t you excited?

—

The scent of blood
Sows in a vile dread
Guillotined roan bodies
Lay strewn in a pool of lavish red

A carrion so fruitless
The flies disperse unsatisfied
Worthless to the flies

Soft and quiet
In the dark
I hear its voice
Cry out

“Murderer!”

—

Your glass is overflowing in the slaughter
Have you no remorse?
Still smiling blank and vainly in the mirror
Over your dead horse

Reaping what you’ve slain
Fashion a facade, a temper to blame
O’ the joy, you’d be finally loved
For a soul that you had framed

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from Carousel (An Examination of the Shadow, Creekflow, and its Life as an Afterthought), released February 3, 2023

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