On fascist

and fancy

On cancerous vixen 

On sobbing

and stupid

On donned crucifixion

Mirthful, plump depravity 

Rosy, unguarded veins

Bearded in pasty duplicity

Slay full of presence

How do you visit so many in one night?


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