Curse | Text of the Poem
May breath for a dead moment cease as jerking
your
head upward you hear as if in slow motion floor
collapse evenly upon floor as one hundred and ten
floors descend upon you.
May what you have made descend upon you. 5
May the listening ears of your victims their
eyes their
breath
enter you, and eat like acid
the bubble of rectitude that allowed you
breath.
May their breath now, in eternity, be your
breath. 10
Now, as you wished, you cannot for us
not be. May this be your single...
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