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Under the void
lazy shadows worship.
The honey red hair
of summer.
Take me on,
don’t you fear my fist
like sugar in spit.
Surrender to it.
Rein her in,
tame the local shrew.
She’s out of control,
she’d be good for you.
On the rails a rat sweats
its candy breath.
I see the path train coming.
I see the path train coming.
Coming.
Coming.
It’s coming... .
