i fled into a house of shadow’d despair oh fairy
cock ring the 4th horseman
researched the bible / as LITTLE birds sang per
pound around wonderment we wept
emerald tears of fortitude.\ who with a fist
could sickly love you
so come on over and do-liciously fall from your
skies/this thing like
biblical violence fuses onlyLIVING ORGANS
shot the shit oh shoot the shit
closing my Eyes i hear the sound
of forgetting.
aaaaaaahhhhhhh! what can it be if not
an immaculate moment! mystery vs. evil
and she has a puppet string to my heart
;as birds hate hungry cats/said the unborn
fetus inside the wetOrgan of God-Talk.

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