Priscilla Kapel

Hacking the Hardware of the Merciful Guardian

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took some time for you to take me out of your pocket
even then you couldn’t have guessed it
now to sulk and through the day came better feelings
at night i return to vengeance, a death i am grieving
i said somebody heard a whistle throwing down the jetty
it cried
shrieked like epoxy scars
model cars we are driving
i sang to it
i sang to it until it stopped its crying
we drank it
and it burned right through my body
you were here when i left
making funny faces at me in the mirror