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My Great Tourniquet

I have this tourniquet
Wrapped about my veins
Closing my carotid and jugular
Bringing me final healing
From this serrated life.

I need this tourniquet
Keeping my blood at bay
Far from my wounded mind
Taking me away from this place
Away from this jagged embrace.

I live for my tourniquet
And now too shall I die
Closing my eyes waiting to fall
Away into this uncertain abyss
Full of new demons yet to exercise.

I covet this tourniquet
It's my bearing cross
Stopping the poison from infecting
Stealing my body from the pain
Keeping the world chased from my disease.

I own this tourniquet
I have paid my dues to Chiron
But stand at the rivers edge lonely
No salvation can be found
In those Asphodel Fields.