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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?
No,
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?