a/n: obviously, the queen mab speech.

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sixth act

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mercutio DROWNS in mab's lies hair
caught in chariot spokes dragged
along the streets. GRATEFUL he dies. consuming
phosphorus it thrashes between
his bones, mutilates his heart
with longing

wherefort art thou paraphrases his veins
that leak newly stolen
word-diamons and ruptures BEAUTIFUL. bloodless
skin so joyously carved, a sculpture of
flesh collapses. but he begins lovely once
grasshoppers KISS flayed blood-ribbons and rebuild
stolen wings

spider-leg brushing apart his eyes and he
waits to be finally
dissected. where is my soul he smiles and
romeo pleads, it is but, LOVE, a little way above
mab's head fastening collars and blinds himself. cricket bones lodge
spokes in his pupils and he sings love and dreams
of dead rosaline.