swan ashes

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the swan sings
before it's forlorn death
the last notes burst
the fairies
wings
the fairies
bitten flesh
and my bones
like
a rotisserie chicken.

THE HORROR IS DONE!
THOU SHALL NOT WEEP!
THOU SHALL SMILE AND SLEEP.

die upon the corpses, the lilly coloured wrinkled human hopes
the raped swans sink to the bottom
ultramarine
and
never
resurface
submarine,
their corpses
carcass for the incest butterflies
and your brother's eyes
lachrymose fairies cry red tears
white
blood
exsangue
blood
on the
newborn!

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