if I should die
no and if I should die
raven-scented
unweighted
dapper as a gentleman at cards
unable to speak
now I am not only me
split
the last cord
unction and wept
almighty peons surfing the gloam to screw my bones into the seafloor
and I'll watch the current toss my body over and back through the dark
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