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The Apocalypse Inside You

from This Soft Red Oblivion by Tomorrow's Man

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Glitter bleeds from your diamond stitch
As your peach-stone bribes the porter you suffer again

An arch and a chill and a shiver and a clench
and you pale pale pale pale pale
An arch and the heat in a twist at your center
And we’ll rise to a fevered pitch

Finger in your heat catastrophe
Fingers in the apocalypse inside you
Finger in your slick blasphemy
Fingers in the apocalypse inside you

How I love that you’ve become my number one critic
Never fail to ignore the fact of your clitic
not a woman or the woman just woman to me
My tempested lunatic

There’s a clear dream in my mind
That we’ll have to give in
The minute we get to fuck
In this lucid dream
The end will begin
The moment we get to fuck

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from This Soft Red Oblivion, released April 27, 2018

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