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Flounder
by
Sekhem Psikor Strecker
Hark oh sullen saviour!
Can you not see what you have done to my life?
Your fruitful incandescence
Does nothing to prove your worthiness of my minds attention
Floudering helplessly
Oh sullen saviour
Floundering in the scent of failure
You are not pure; chastised to your desire
You are violated and unclean
You are an excuse for my nonwithstanding evidence
That you are a bastard indeed
Rot in hell and
Flounder
Oh sullen saviour
Flounder and leave me here to fester
Get out!
Leave me be, hark can you hear my screams
And see as I writhe in your grip
Leave me oh sullen saviour; save me no more
For the hell that you deliver me from is more heaven than here
Flounder
Oh sullen saviour
Flounder and be merry in my decadence
Flounder
Oh sullen saviour
Son of refused favour