rain harvesters trading pieces of flesh with god
to reveal the secret ingredients of our demise
locusts twitch to the tune of blasphemy
blinding us from the numbness of this life
the gory details of drunken molestation
poured down this morning
searing everything it touched
the crowd gets restless
i stand alone on the gallows
awaiting my final glimpse of the sun
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