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World War You
 
legion is lesion
the deadline came
on hyena's crunch
number teeth
half past a bone
dragged it forward
from the socket
into a splinter's fucked up fragments
 
wet the scab
to a handsome 
scar tasting better
moistened in camoflague
creepy crawlies
blinking in morose
code our two ships
blowup in the night offshore
 
preferring to 
gouge the air
out of the other's
mouth in a
kiss submerged
cicatrix my gob
reminds me
of gristle
 
wank about
your burning house
but have not
cum on the blazing
hedges which burn
throughout removing
the evidence of casuality
do not want to quench them

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