Distroy the hand,
delete the name that holds the pen
bite off through those round offending lips
Scratch the skin,
undo the text untrue and plain.
Unswallow these pills, oh, so bitter!
Written is written is what is written
read on read on and off from these lines,
fire and water always one another killing
as I keep on living in a house of ash.
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