Treis Dawn
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An orange dawn funnels the range
of Pod's dewy sight
The crackling of a thousand leashed murders
vandalises the valley's bribed restraint
His eye lid winces
and minces
and orgasm trances
as the Diamond Velobine makes it's rolling incision
from brain tip to bowel gate recoil
Boarding ___
Pod is hardened by his evens death
Riding on this though
Lodger's corpse would be brightly smeared
through the spelled out roadsides
Linked
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Words
Treis __ Dawn