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BORED BY THE ARRIVALS

Enough Needs the R

Bored by the stainless blades slicing down this conversationĀ 
Deaths early arrivals pour by off the savage verb
and you ready under roots so damned
plans that Jesus made while
roll away the stoneĀ 
were lyrics scrawled on lime ash halls and pavement gravesĀ 
multitudes dance in naked veilsĀ 
distance creeps upon its nearer self
and mirrors dedicated Ā visionsĀ 
sprawl to wrestle embraceĀ 
night in its blind rhetoric states hidden whispering threats
as fingers tap silence in tuneful disgraceĀ 
piled flesh vent the wasted sounds
Ā enough howls the running
hound .

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