"Jet Black New Year"
Don't even take a breath
The air is cut with cyanide
In honor of the New Year
The press gives us cause to celebrate:
These air raid sirens
Flood barbed wire skylines
By artificial night,
As we sleep to burn the red
From our bloodless lives.
Tonight we're all time bombs
on fault lines.
Have we lost everything now?
We're walking
like each
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