Building Character
For porridge add blood, entrails, and stew
For you
By you
In us
Trust
tricky fellow
Love
a vagrant begging for veins
Blood stains
normal around here
Bodies
not so much
Familiar
places
Censored
faces
This town smells like ghosts
It boasts no-one
Nothing of use
Shells
Empty
Cracked
Laid back
Oh there’s the must
it must have been coughed up
by the dust
It must have
Peach stuff feels like leather
the good kind
wrinkled when wet
Disposed
Who knows
Why the ghosts
have set up shop here
Fear
a complex set of adjectives
Categorized in stages
My dome
is home
to a gene therapy experiment
gone horribly wrong
Strands
stand
Bald
is tall... er
I drill holes for the world to peak interest through
Don’t miss
bliss
It’s beautiful in here
somewhere
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