Dropping Like Flies

They’re dropping like flies, flying like knives,
cutting like words from sticky mouths
They’re sliding like eyes, wiping their hands,
stroking the fear up your spine
Go. Go wide, go long.
Torch everything

They’re on the fence, ducks in a row,
cats bagged up ready to watch the show
With fuel on the fire it’s anyone’s call,
everyone’s blind eye turned to deaf walls

Flames up the curtains, treacle down the windows
Smoke out the vermin, sticky their fingers
Saying your goodbyes
Sweet mouths on fire

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