Comb & Catacomb from Dreamlands by Bright Red Kite

I'll see you dead for this
I'm so goddamned patient
just need a book or two
and a conversation
but you, you're beautiful
you were born a bandit
cavorting anglers
your bread and butter

Christ, now! what now?
strangelets of conscience
right now take me out
with other garbage

a wreath of stubble lies
from last liaison
the house itself divides
calls it oblation

Christ, now! what now?
strangelets of conscience
right now been disavowed
sorcerous Constance

that is, I mean
mademoiselle
tell the courier
curiouser and curiouser
tell the courier
they come, they come, they come
over the hills
yon infidels

unbeknown
to the stepping stone
he let it be known
he threw the first stone
with an ice pick

yes yes I'm a creature
by all objective measure
but you can't make me care
about your sordid opinions
no not now not ever!
no not now not ever!
no not now not ever!

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