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Softly, softly. No loud noises. Girls are sweet but so are boys- calm like attic cobwebs. In filtered silence, light knows dust is diamonds. Softly, softly blowing whispers. Found her standing where I kissed her. Good dreams please come find me. May I leave peace behind me in a trail of dusted ivy.

Just a victim of the big bang, propagator of freak-slang. Just a buyer of brand names. Just a harbinger of doomsday.

I'm in a race through traffic in a box in the attic. I'm in love with death and I fuck these ashes. Come armed with matches and a bag of gasoline, 30 cans of whipped cream. Dirty hands can wash clean. I've overdosed on sunscreen. I'm comatose, a lung bean. Red hot like a sunbeam hosed down with a wet dream. Rained on with a shit stream and a fear of supreme being.

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from High Fidelity Science Fiction (Diamond Dust 018), released February 23, 2018

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