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Empty streets thick with fog

Limp useless retching coughing lipstick cigarette glow

In the corner of

Her mouth an open question
Erase flash quick into the
Minds eye of Death Nerve
Questions

Stumble out of the ginmill

Bitter stomach churning whole world spinning mind unhinging
Head swoon fall

Drip into the gutter

Face down the answers float by
As dawn returns inflections
To constable's
Aggressions

Now as the day
Wash away night's indiscretions
Our hero seeks to glean
The knowledge she can't seem
To unfold from the fray
The mystery the dream
To awake is the key
The lock her memory

Head split down the middle seam
Wrenching faintest traces of sleep
Spitting daylight on sidewalk pulp
Wishing forgetting could be all it took

Organs shrivel god it feels like death
Chest so tight hardly draw in a breath
Sit a moment rest these burnt out eyes
Soon hitching breath becomes a heaving sigh

Mind up running as actors job
Thoughts of waxing sun cuts through the fog
Love beads dew-like on unfolding limbs
Roots drink deeper undisturbed by winds

Look up inwards never seen so far
In a flash orbit amongst the stars
Center denser than brightest sunlight
Nothing looms as all comes into sight

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from The Passion Of Death Nerve P​.​I., released August 20, 2015

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Gabby D'Amour

Jarrid Moore

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