Clone, caught hold of your flood lung, harbour your ‘someone’, prevent me. - Shown, you swoon in your lace run, brooding, a quilt tongue, pining me. - Calm, clot, cold, and bleed - Bone, pull over your midriff, labour your inches, widow me. - Hone, all crimson and hinges, tarot and itches, corner me. - Faux shot, sold and bleed. - Cower all your cinders, fake us bower in your shivers, shake us.