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Father Father
You don’t get to die, Father
Your punishment is life
We stand, dripping in the arches
Clotting, our halos build from your wine
Father, we are empty
We can’t feed without our eyes
Crushing blood under our fingernails
We wait until it dries
Living, you’re rotting flesh, Father
And the flies are watching in delight
In starvation
It won’t be long until they bite
© Adi Aartse
Your punishment is life
We stand, dripping in the arches
Clotting, our halos build from your wine
Father, we are empty
We can’t feed without our eyes
Crushing blood under our fingernails
We wait until it dries
Living, you’re rotting flesh, Father
And the flies are watching in delight
In starvation
It won’t be long until they bite
© Adi Aartse
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