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They are sadists with love pills at the office
the fraternity of torture raging smoking in bed
this awakened life-force writing chemical names and formulas
a ring of red stars and a disk of molar-incisor bone


A full set of raised side rails along the base of doors
price those fears now and when I wave my handkerchief tool chests, cabinets might escape
in an inferno of scandal for the breezy kid in the tight sweater
queen smooth young gigolo hoodlum
you will know that the carriage is coming complete with three keys