the sweetest curse

curse with me

profane and discreet

make her move

cross veins and chamomile

soft and sweet

seasalt silver-meat

buried deep

in crowskin overcoat

save your breath

this may be the last

there is no novelty here on the earth

o'saviour!

forever threadbare and faded

drunken and arcane. curse the day

o'saviour!

there's rotgutted whiskey in ladies

for to ease the pain. or drown away

save her!

you've crushed all the bones and the cradles

all along the way. along the way