I.

Temper temper temper

Speaking 31 flavors

Of madness, you stalk

me once again

Dance in iris

tourniquet Titan

Breaking through seals

Make the deal

A Devil sits at my table

Progenitor of pale hollow

The air in here is casual

A callous malice whispers

Pressing upon

all the dreams

Dying in the cracks

Of the floor

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II.

There’s a model of

your bathroom from

the old apartment

in my heart where

you live.

there’s a deal

with a Devil

on my mind

why is negotiation

such a grind in this place

there’s a Giant at my table

talking about how he’s been

feeling small

all my days

are bleeding color

hard targets in

soft appliant praxis

barking dogs worry

over the scraps of souls

in a bin out back

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III.

I should be worried,

you know?

regression to the mean

a Golden fact

when caught in an act