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Glisten To The Pink
by Lowercase

Hang out the ferrous wire
Unhinge the mother
And leave for electric light
A candle to goad the meat
Innards of a weary womb

Fill me, innocently, when I've caved completely
If you talk up chances like the ones you'd never take
The emptiness has left me more than I want me
and the way I stare at your . . (?) . .

And I don't consider myself a breadwinner
But if your face is drawn long enough then I have no complaints
And I look much thinner than when you knew me last winter

kill all of your allies
and spare me your dissent
cause no one will die
a stranger to themselves

you know that I can scrape by on glory and the sin
there’s no doubt within my mind
that if I tried I’d win

when I crawl on you tonight
a likened mold of Marquis de Sade
will you hold me to his powers as I display his claim to fame
a villain to call your own
yes I guess that's what I'd be
the spectacle you keep beneath the big brass bed in which you sleep

when I call on you tonight