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sedehaven
sedehaven I am writer. Hear me starve,
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A poem about John Wayne Gacy. If you don't know who he is, Google him. Bring some brain bleach.

CW: murder, blood

Source: https://sedehaven.tumblr....

Crawl Space

Armful of flesh,

Armful of flesh, handful of lyme–

and his garden grows.

Imagine needing a thing–

Imagine needing a thing– anything–

Imagine needing a thing– anything– so badly.

To turn the soil of hearth

into the flowerbed

into the flowerbed of decay blooming

into the flowerbed of decay blooming ripe as poppies.

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