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Hell's Depot

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In my mind's insecurity blue veins 
like a meandering rose on a ladder
climbing through a window of night
to the collector of souls 

With wings of a dark angel 
waiting at hell's depot 
dripping its sumac  
like a sluicing sleuth 

Into the shadows of my destination 
and willows that grow chains 
sweet cyanides' flirtation  
in my mind's insecurity blue veins 

 

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