January if I ever rise from the dead

1

Dribbling from my mouth into the standpipe this sentence all I eviscerate.

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2

The god that disappeared between massacres one of the four names he was known by in the south.

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3

On the bulletproof vest ancient ideograms for target practice.

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4

Rolling away the exsanguinated bodies a child carries a doll with an extra limb.

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5

Next to the Victrola a wasps’ nest for sale sitting inside it I plan my own assassination.

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6

Cutting spare keys for a blown-glass dungeon.

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7

In the eye of a hurricane kick-the-can and a slip knot.

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8

Drip-drying a body cast in the middle of a plaster war.

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9

Black velvet never thought she was good enough to be amputated.

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10

If no one deboned it shoving torture to the other end of the sofa.

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