Millennium  v10p23

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C2B2-b

Pets are mere cactuses to me
I bought the posture
we killed five bodyguards, I laced up the killers
tiaras replace faucets
the small humiliations of the perpetual seeker

Pretense comes with every bite

I did boil you down to a
shapeless dumpling in the stockpot of emotion

Flask fiasco, fat slows
at a distance -- proverbs stooge
anecdote still stuck habit clutches
tumor to huddle at their pissing devices

Who was big news while who needed to be
when we are bombed we shall have war poets

Balloon inflates, outfoxes the bloodhounds
to show some business acumen
tamales soar to truth
loosen the junket, turn schist into melodrama
maybe they're getting too white for their own good
refiguring pin mates, put aside my servant syndrome
wrestling is what I know best --
but I'm not coming back
Why would they burn you when they could boil you?

Repetition underside
reptile -- look sincere! -- absolves
the daughters of the leash: liar
squeezing -- cliché preservative