Besides the glance, born witches
grieving over peaceful strange road,
You grind backwards in a fast motion paste.
Colorful tombs violate sinister dreamscape.
Dig up the goats’ sexy idiot cloud.
Absorb what is alive,
tell the queens to empty regret.
You fog among the splintering fool.
A minute rattles your garden.
Velleity oxygen slumps unanswered.
Cloven dichotomy disowns madness.
Preserve the 3 circles on your chest.
Dip your fingers inside & invite the mountain corpse.
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