necktie raze there's a silk tongue seduced into a knot named for the city that sucked out my soul, or maybe the knot came first and the city saw something worth stealing. it's been slung for so long around the gold fist of my bathroom door, i'll go years not knowing it's there, then stand spellbound and surprised by its green and grey lines. 241119 what's it to you? who go blather from