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Dealing with erosion,  praying for some rain.

No water from heaven, so I’m at it again,
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Brother John Staggered out of his desert

picking his teeth with a scorpion stinger.

Eyes wide, evid

I can offer cold eternity.

You will freeze, but your soul will burn.

My kiss will remove you from

Six thousand years of being damned

on a hell ride back to who I am

from the wilderness, where I fou

Waking up in a bathtub full of ice

touching stitches on my chest.

See writing on the mirror:

Time, it’s all me, gotta  Rolex arm.      
Got some time to kill,
and

She’s a cool Goth angel
splattered on the floor,
pictured dead in her long black dress.
She’s made th

Girl, you look so blown away, let’s leave this joint, take us a trip.
You’re making me a man with a mission, and

I sold my soul years ago, and discovered souls go cheap.
In a back road religion of the fast lane god,
 &

Zombie tune stays in my head, and I don’t feel the cold.
An absinthe warmth, silver bullets, and a lonesome road