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What The Nosferatu Heard During The Disconstellated Night
Spiders dance across the calliope's
bank of yellowing, barely functional keys:
eight-legged, their complex choreographies
bring sound to the nosferatu, on rotted ears:
that damned, bloodthirsty spawn of Belial
listening, carefully and in full,
before the play on chosen victims' fears.
Januarian
