i name it stagnancy
lest it's too bad the brutality
freezes at time
fridge a good device
if freezes the freshness of desire
if there's a siren
i thought i heard the sire sing
distant songs remain
twirling round and ding
what a nuance
i find not annoyance
phew
i feel
i hope you feel
i hope you chew
kill
intend not to kill
kill not thy pleasure nor my muse
i fear our becoming ill
shield
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