Freddy Ruppert
Our Seperate Churches
My love as your churchA pity wishBleeding out with them on a white plateClots of my own fixed starsFixing you for nothing at allMy church also a loveGod of self denialA smile as beautiful as the showing of my ribsEven on a clear crisp dayI will fill an owl with arrowsAgain and again
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