a loose spiral addiction

caught, standing in prison, with rats and pigs taking the right leg, adding it to the hoard under the floor, risen to a height with a mixing door, the left leg torn and shredded, a throne breaded by blood and gnats, grown to stand at the top of the hill, built by piles of bone, the left arm sawed to bits, sown to fallen walls, grips of fingers through the pipes, head against the rocks, forehead against the cinder block, white and red streaks, wet to solid, a right arm clawing at the fuse, with rope around the neck forming a noose

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