For the duration of
Cliched existence
Don"t detatch youself from the Skull
Remember dimensions
Forget villainies
"Cause in hell
The Skull burns not
Sweet sorrows of Paradise
Knows not
Lies where all of us
Used to
Where we all paid our dues
To random tenderness
And turned our backs
On our semen
And turned our eyes
To lightning and thunder
Since where lightning falls
Civilizations emerge
Where thunder growls
Opens the Abyss
With valleys in turmoil
Of ants and devices
Clerks and virgins
Obsolete penises
"Cause the Skull judges not
Quietly traverses the vanishing lines
On the begging palm
Plots not
Dreams not
Of the surging graves
"Cause it is improper...
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