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Savior

Your word is my command

I paint the nails on your retributive right hand

Lover

You make my stomach churn

Our love is a reflection of what holds us in place

And my legs are coming off

Teacher

How could I say you cared about me

You were gone before anyone knew what we

Shared and envied

I've been distracted since you passed

No one to unclasp the goggles from my eyes

Chanteur this orphan the

New one that's grown in has

Flown so insistent on the

Edges of the foreskin I

Fell to my knees, for the

Viscous-grown newborn tree that

In moments

Makes it a little hard to breathe

Let alone speak

Chanteur I'll kiss you so

Sorrowfully since her new

Coat full of doors has

Locked away the sphincter

This staircase has coiled to split in two

Through two thousand mile long tubes

What's a lonesome penguin to do

I tried to have it both ways

But I could no longer set myself aside

And those closest to me

Didn't recognize I lived two quarter lives