you do this every sunday,
distinguished false-catholic with a knack
for desecration.
seamstress, miss, please re-assemble me.
i'm afraid my stitches and stuffing
are departing.
i'm feeling so uncreative;
so uninspired;
so disgustingly overwhelmed;
with the affairs of futures.
god he's lovely.
god she's advantageous.
and in this state of holy matrimony,
all will be sacrificed.
or else, right?
don't slip through the drain.
i ate the plug yesterday
while i led you on.














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