Clairvoyant goats
hot wet entrails of clairvoyant goats is sliding beneath you a rusting church chained shut
the pinched sky away where the lake ends waking a king in the broken alleys around this anxiety she projects plunges down dry woody stairs boarded-up department store windows
my isolation says rising out of serene residue
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