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And so here is the abyss,
Seething and unto which my
Forsaken dollar,
Chosen by celestial reckonings ineffable,
Descends.

Into an opaque darkness,
A gaping and foreboding chasm,
Thanatoid and gluttonous,
My poor dollar vivisected upon a
Depraved god’s altar.

Yet I weep not for the
Sacrifice,
The ancient ritual satisfied,
As I reach for the dispensed
Manifestation of divine gratitude,
Code Red Mountain Dew.





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