No Truth in the Body
Alexis Marshall
GENRE The caption calling out
“Do you hear or see?”
The caption calling out
“Where have you been? Where are you?”
The caption calling out
“Who believes? Who would believe?”
The caption calling out
“What do you need?”
The disc bulges in the neck. Crashes into the nerve. Launches into tears.
Fire makes merry men lose sight and crumble. You see them crumble.
Fire makes merry men hurt. You see them hurt.
Fire makes merry men hurt. You see them hurting.
She would take me away, though I cannot leave
“Do you hear or see?”
The caption calling out
“Where have you been? Where are you?”
The caption calling out
“Who believes? Who would believe?”
The caption calling out
“What do you need?”
The disc bulges in the neck. Crashes into the nerve. Launches into tears.
Fire makes merry men lose sight and crumble. You see them crumble.
Fire makes merry men hurt. You see them hurt.
Fire makes merry men hurt. You see them hurting.
She would take me away, though I cannot leave
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