lightning

Like pangs of lightning that roll off your hands
As if you were crying skin
As if the whole world was reeling
And every person was covered in skin
Like if every being was torn from within
And the wounds stretch deeply, curiously, and unending
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Further penitence and piracy
between the spliff and all the grapes
Hum enslaving race
And keep your Js.
  vo^ vo^  C ü c k h a u s  ^ov ^ov