Shoes blood-dewed and me hoarse with yelling
Leave a belly distended vilely like I’m ending Mary Jane Kelly
Berry strains blent to unsteady messily and it’s not disappointing;
On the mezzanine of me, the velveteen sphere which I produced
Is less pleasing to me than when I lived thusly, on tutored knees.
Bled and leeched to reduce
The profusely larger head her heady charms adduced.
Saving death for June. Death for tunes.
Alchemisland 
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