Savage Days
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I need to make a friend,
and I’ll use curses and textlore and passwords
to drag some familiar out thin air.
I will find a wraith,
a witch,
some night nurse.
Someone who will
spill salt with me,
spit at strangers, and
sanction new ceremony.
Send this message to six people.
Suck a squirming curse
straight through your
cool, twisted Ethernet cable.
I need a phantom,
who can help me clean the fridge.
Someone who loves to spill young blood
just to pass the savage days.










