Gambino
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_____________________________ MAN, WHO IS EST. A DECK OF CARDS
HUBRIS-COLORED AND CELLOPHANE-WRAPPED
SO NEEDY, GRISTLY, AND GREYED OUT
WITH PINK PINCHES OF SKIN THAT DON'T SEEM . . .
OF oil, undertones, black and aftergold, and som en gris
AND ADDICTED TO NAMES AND NOT WANTING TO KNOW ANY OF THEM
NEEDING HIS OWN SOUNDS TO BREATHE
in and out
WHETHER THROUGH SELF-PRESERVATION
OR TO BEND THROUGH THE GRATE,
AND BELIEVE IN THE SPECTRUM OF GOOD AND EVIL.
WHEN A PERSON DIED, IT WAS WEIGHED AGAINST A FEATHER OF MA'AT, AND IF FOUND WANTING, WAS CAST TO AMMIT,
THE DEVOURER,
AND A PERSON EXPERIENCED COMPLETE CESSATION OF EXISTENCE.
SAYING TO ME IN ONE PHANTASM'S WHISPER (THAT LIVES IN THE DELLS AND NAKED ROOTS OF SKIN,) THAT HE WOULD LIKE TO
DRIVE ME, EAT ME, SPOIL ME._____________________________ 
_____________________________ I AM IN ONE SUIT. WITH BROWN HAIR, BROWN EYES. BUT YET MY IMAGE IS TOTALLY OIL-SCREWED. WITH BLEAK BEACONS FOR EYES. THERE IS AN EVIL IGNORANCE IN MY GRIM LINE. AND HANDS WELL PUNISHED. I DRESS NICE FOR THE DEVIL, DRESS KINDLY AS CUSTER DID BEFORE ALL HIS SINS; AS IF I'M HEADED SOMEWHERE PROFOUND. WITH SHOULDERS THAT FADE INTO THE DARK.
NOTHING AGGRESSIVE, NOTHING SWEET, NOTHING REVERENT. BUT MARTIAN. DRINKING BLOOD BY THE TWILL OF MOONLIGHT.—_____________________________ -
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