No Pyre Speaks

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Is it not queer
repudating to invade the riveting
image of whirlpool of spilled milk?

No complaints. I don't
keep a sharp razor. My poems
always burn the residual integrity.

Charity for every one.
Who distributes the venom? Cobra
doesn't want to kill like god.

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