Winter Solstice

Calibrate the Virus


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Calibrate the virus
Fold down the edges and call openness fatalistic
Count to ten; close your eyes
Carrying your dismay by the buckets full

Dumping them into a river of fortune
Up stream lies gratification
Swim with the current
Bottle your plague and drink it slowly


Writer/s: CALEB GOINS, JAMES TURNER, MATTHEW TARPEY, NATHAN SMITH, RICHARD DUKE CUNEO