Heavencity
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There is no flavour of blood left in this heavencity
Here the machines oh the machines claim to have labour pain!
Do these pearl-coated eyes know the blockades? Claustrophobic doors are all
That they began with; the alive fishes wish in disbelief once more to test
The taste of their silvery body – it’s been years that scandals have marked their
Sexual procedures – do the physical reproductions produce blood any longer?
Hssshh…now the peacekeeping force is marching through the city….
The status-quoists are sharing smiles and affection with mannequins
Inside warm yellow apartments eyes glittering in blue funfair
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