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Runcible Spoon

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an empty truth for a naked liar

 

stolen by crows and raised in

the desert, she said

 

set the dog on fire and

then set it free

 

a lot to laugh about here

 

said none of these things you can

hold are yours to keep, but all i

could hear was the cold scrape of

sunlight in empty rooms

 

all of us equals in the world of

dead men, and all machines

as worthless as the day they were made

 

time to decide, then

 

time to remember that a

religion is not a life

 

takes more than some half-assed

belief in imaginary gods to make you

less ugly than me, but maybe if

crucifixion was an option

 

maybe the amusement of watching

others suffer might

make us more complete

 

the pain of martyrs which

seems like such a waste of energy

 

lover w/ a lifetime of

fists to her face

 

laughter is the key

but not the solution and

i am not a believer

 

i am not a savior

 

spent my whole life learning you

can’t just open your heart to every

false prophet who

falls down drunk at your feet