Krakin’
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her mouth
opened wide
her filthy feet
laid out beneath me
like a crinkled canvas
a sacrificial cloth under her serpent tongue
and my puckered starfish was just a welcome sign on her road to perdition
so say goodbye to heaven my dear
(for The Krall)
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