in books (redeye) was told of sirens singing . . .
my brothers pretend preferred the succubus going . . .
at camp we are drowned by mosquito buzzing all . . .
behind you "yeah you at the bar" is a horndog trying out a . . .
other coast in LXXXVII leaves skulls from magicicadas crunching . . .
my back to the television: wall stares for static sleeping . . .
beacon or black eye! white light gifts nights so rip holes in open sky.
Beacon or Black eye I lost a single try The darkness needs light A home for open eyes Beacon or Black eye Break down leave town I won't start to cry Violent storm you defy
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