The tweak-ed weekend
Putting your idiocy and foolishness on for all to witness
Treating them as nothing
But forever being broke
The flies collect
The dead bodies in the whiskey bottle
Try not to drink them
End of the end of the end
The ligatures of monogamy
The strictures of polyamory
Gathering and collapsing
And forever restrained
No ways shall we see it
No way shall we do it
Collapse into quark stars
And let forever be.

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