growl forever
into oblivion
we are freed
from obligation
duty bound to
our vices. excess.
drink from the skull
of plenty. one soul
in exhalations
weaning off the humanity.
screech, and be
merry. we've waited a long time.
we're only here now,
only wailing. only scratching away.
only getting closer
to the end of the line.
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