book of autumn thirst: meaningless against
[book of autumn thirst]
meaningless against
the multiplicity of anniversary 1
came one late 2
winter and beat the shit out of me. 3
taste of myself in my mouth, 4
taste of dungeon holiday 5
and if i could, i would fly north 6
for every rest of winters’ day 7
that’re mine to compound and repay 8
tiny debts incurred and 9
penciled into big bad wrongs. 10
i’m looking for a vampire priest 11
who’s forever on a jet headed east 12
’cause the inevitable has no meaning in time, 13
it’s already happened. 14
i’ve already sought my every own destruction 15
and failed. 16
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