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Line of Best Wit​/​Outcrier

from Hideous Infatuate by Lunifred Benjamin

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Terrible loss, it hangs above your head.
And now, the silvery cross above your breast...
Your new tribe does not imbibe the introspection---
"one chance per chest!"

If you're lookin' for love from a literary lion,
then you're waiting for warmth by the fire as it's dyin'...
But the stubborn & insane have earned their fame
and we keep right on tryin'...

I hear the chimes of laughter from my femme formidable
while she walks & whistles with the danse macabre, brah!---
"...but the conquerors & the confident all
eventually must rest."

You cooked your head
while the children slept...
We do coke off a collection
of your "best."

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(((Heaven on the Earth, can ya try it for me, baby???)))
(((Heaven undeserved... can you live with what you lose???)))

I'll be the First Stonecaster.
I keep caged the depraved & doleful turtle doves,
over which I am sky & I am master!
We sing songs that serve none
And we don't revolve 'round no sun!
And we carve out a chorus in the alabaster ammo---
"No! We won't risk the wound & seek love!"

These men who lean against the bar...
These men who wonder where you are...
These men NEED love...
While I try to reconsile my chivalrous well-meaning
with my gangbang dreaming...
Lord, did you put aside the love of my life???
I am ready now...
To be gentle now...
Rather than lead a-drip with the old blade's old blood!

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from Hideous Infatuate, released April 20, 2014

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Lunifred Benjamin Brooklyn, New York

LB released 2 LPs in 2014, "Autumn Suite" & "Hideous Infatuate".

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