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Cards (10)
Spools of
suffering
set out in
ordered
rows
All
flesh
is
grass
Priest
preparing
to intone a
mass
In his
darkroom
he is finally
alone
Running children in a
nightmare heat
Half
formed ghost
Blood stained
into foreign
dust
A
hundred
agonies in
black
and white
They
do not
care
Between the
bath
and
pre lunch beers