the wild iron giants of the sea-strewn south and seaweed everywhere we look

this room is on fire

I am something like terrified

it is 3 am

I am nearly dead with cigarettes

I look stupid

I want a fight

it is tomorrow already

I am scampering on someone's roof

I am the very slates of evil

I have fallen I am broken

huddled at your feet

I met someone once who said
that's it just said

I don't know you well enough
for you to get horribly injured
in front of me

it was just Fairy Steps
it was just fairy steps

my abdomen
you wouldn't believe
what my breath
can't do

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