By D.J. Maloney
Distract the in-glands now,
Our being lays raw as meat,
Arch-natality hers as his,
Ancient ice flow released.
Bathe in intuition moon,
In red. One face of battle,
Having climbed upon and past,
The tide’s oppression never seen.
Joy in chains,
Heart-cide,
Lower tied,
Enternally defeated.
Theft of one-ness,
Rhythm harassed,
Liquid Galaxy,
See, flow.
Dis-harmonised all,
Arch around the true,
What horde came roaring.
Sea de-brined. Eng-loved.
Art is ill, one poor [...]



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