The Going Away Party

from The Strigil by Inny

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We're at the gates of our heavenly host.
Sugar and cream on a fur coat.
Sugar and cream down your throat.
It's only a few days until our demise.
We're having a feast then we die,
so give up your keys.

You're running everywhere to hide.
You find a coward waiting.

The udder is full and there's nothing as pure.
So drink like the roots.
Suck like the roots.
Two fingers in peace and two more in the wound.
We know how to clear a room,
gettin' high on the fumes.

You're running everywhere to hide.
You find a coward waiting.

That's the price, that's the price per pound.
That's your lies, that's your lies out loud.

She was brilliant, fit, and popular
A pleasure to work alongside
Smelling sweeter than the platitudes
she exchanged while standing in the line, the lunch line.

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from The Strigil, released February 19, 2020

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