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Vultures
Wake
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The great black hole that is my heart
The dark web that is my wretched
Outgrown blood clot
That is slowly seeping
Into the first of many empty deaths
The backwards and contorted logic of poor taste
With a coathanger still dripping with blood from it
There is nothing
No vacancy here
Take a finger and just keep on picking
Until the bone and fingernails explode
And the skin is thin and black
Until it has to melt on me
The predisposition that keeps on draining
From a self complacеnty