A password’s self-defense against the non-verbal



I didn’t strap my ossature in -
Oh how she let out
the byzantine carmine -
this ingrown, bloody woman
There she came to lasso me
exactly when I was putting flesh
on the last unhandled taboo
that was to blow out the leeways in my timeline!
Jump now in the move
through the slideway
or transmove!

Oh I can’t move on to the next tongue-lashing
I’m quite knowledgeable about
how to blindside the encrypting
when the ciselure would have gone to any lengths
to disown the lure…

Demand for identification

Too late now
I’ll have the ossification of your removal
enchased in my Silver star medal.
These sweet suicidals
will always make me raise my brow.