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Parfum

Parfum 

meet these people go to their parties
afraid they’ll tell you how they make their money
dating daughters to the Restoration 
hiding bodies in woodgrain finish

you can’t get over the stink 
under perfume and mask
afraid they’ll take off their faces 
without the decency to ask 

can’t get over the stink 
ambivalence’s last act 
arise all ye cocktails soul falls 
deep, hard, and fast 

date these people running the country 
getting closer out of curiosity 
feeling tipsy falling between 
complicity and fatal fancies  

then you start to stink 
from childhood through now
racing to the brink
of your own thoughts  

you feel the stink 
as you come along
the hell and the dream
are the same parts

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