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Red velvet wound mask

Adorned proud and torn asunder

Menstrual garnish gore lay as laurels

around my mouth and shoulders

The mirror is here now

Your autonomy succumbs to mesh

I bask in the atrophy

My girth fills each hole of the web

Impose my psychic will upon you

Feel the heel of my rote

I climb down

Foul offal vapors compress the skull

Cobalt edema filled eyes

wind their cords into knots

Push further south

Vomit wraiths upwards

Will His grinning face ever appear

Or am I as common as my wretches

Sovereign chambers of malebolgia

Do not yawn their price for

Your piss common punishment