star spackled
distant fetch
lies lies lies
screams the Owl priest in Satan’s Grove
and aren’t we
stand silent ignorance
world spins backward
knowledge drips dry
trivia concludes forgone servitude
“Here ye, here ye!”
maggots will eat you
Gods won’t greet
Gates don’t exist
for some, but all

Who is the fool now
Suit and tie Rolls Royce juggernaut
Let’s get crazy
Slit throat moonstruck fuck
Coppertone noose squeeze
Stable shock mounted man
Centaur stampede on world courts
Powdered wig for pouty lips
“Pity, pity…”
Spare your flute young Mozart
They still got you in the end


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