Bright Light Social Hour
Ouroboros
My brother walks on crushed glassHis fingers beaten like brassCaressing the shame that slithers cross his brainMy brother walks on crushed glassMy sister bathes in black massHer love a strangled gaspMilky the way, a womb hid from the dayMy sister bathes in black massMy brothers walk on crushed glassMy sisters bathe in black massOceans thirsty for cash Bleeding still for the pastOur futures traded unseen As everything eats everythingTake our tails from our mouthsFlood the roads in the South
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