LYRIC
Transplant juxtaposed
Over this opposition,
Rehearsed to reinforce.
Tunnel voice resounds,
Disembodying the turn
While branded x's tumble down.
This rapping on the door.
We're looking for a role in another's home.
How we laugh at the parasitic joke.
This order's been misembodied.
This rapping on the door.
We're looking for a role in another's home.
Rites can't be recreated in a purging of the host,
Bodies disowned.
How the needles would turn.
How the scalpels would turn,
But we laugh.
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