new romancer
drinking brain rain
from a fiery hole
thirst and flames
one and the same
compacting soul
into blackest coal
find a gas hose
soak your clothes
grit your teeth
tight on a rose
stem, pull the plug
from a bottled water
vending machine
drown in the dream
hotter and hotter
stripped and tugged
myelin sheath
bouquet
tomorrow you'll be ok
like a drug
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