odious behavior

What’s that ringing electrical choke throat,
I mean fuck do you think I want to be here?
No no.

Stay in the light, moths burning and scattering at your feet,
dirty ashes, barren street,
noir-stained cheeks.

Can’t wipe off that black
with the tip of your wet tongue.
She was just buried out there,
leaving no turn unstoned.

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