Writing rends me from my kin
Crazy bitch she reels me in
Sure I say closer still
Really though I’m sharp
And kill

The very spark that seeks to please
I bring it to its bloody knees
Pay, I say, and pay again
I see you like me all you men

But this bitch; she makes me work
She never lets me stop; I shirk
But she’s rough and sharp and ready, see
She grabs me by my collar, Me

Now, I’m up against the wall
Do it
Make it
Get it out
Speak!
For
fuck’s sake
birth it

OUT.

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