Of sin Of abhorrence Of bent and, Of broken. In the dry bough wooden and drifting. Pretenses and pickled mouth Besieged by pines and corked by the sea. The needling of the wind howls in this Barren Cavern Brain Of a man, forlorned. A bastion Sinful and hideous Holed and cored You're gutted now, a mullet Flayed Empty Pin spine Flung into the Roiling Waves. The Wretch fed to the vengeful Salted Sea.
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