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PREFACE: Class assignment, mostly nonsense inspired by back to back album listenings of Jackson & His Computer Band's "Glow".

Those hints of crawling cold

Won't stop my closing frame

Why do you try to flee?

How are you

so sure?

You invited me.

Don't mess with my head now

The leaves are dwindling

And your neighbors begin to scream.

They do.

Are you with them?

Do you feel your sins trawling?


Let me demand you do.

Feel your sins writhing

You know I don't forgive.

Feel that feeling tighten.

Feel that closing maw

Snowflakes dance on the ground

They dress you up nicely

Your God has gone home.

I can feel you all around.

Were you

so sure?