Heads and Tails
tail lights skidding across a flat black skyon through the night, paired red hots fly
lacquered nails rake through raven hair
tears of blood stain a face so fair
one headlight, the Cyclops goes home
a piercing sword of justice, the mortician's comb
bright beam of mercy stirs gentle winds of fate
It winks and is gone through the pearly gate
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