Whipping Up a Storm

Flicked my dogend into a barrel of rockets
watched the sky turn hellfire red
ripped ether blood

Torrents of gut madness
rained down
swirled tornado twist

Hold me
my feet are too light
Away specks sunward


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They talk of family
as if there was something there that could be used
but the best part has always been
meeting friends from long ago
no matter what the sadness with our imperfections

They all turn to family
in the same way I lift coffin lids
to taste the poison once more


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Secret pain messes my thoughts
then I play around with spoilers and saboteurs
– they'd like me broken, more desperate

I think that I'll get stronger
but I get duped, make stupid mistakes
Fingers crossed, the damage is limited



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