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Deference, DiminuendHellfire burns. This I can well feel. Before long, all sense will be lost to distances afar. I have been a witness to the collapse of all respect. Without the wit or will the humour of all this torment lies entirely, without exception, in the pitiful sarcastic voids it itself holds within. Laughter. And never it has been mine in these moments that I am held captive to. Withering is the correct attribute to describe my realities. Sadness can, at its utmost state, lead to what I am at the shades of blackened lights. Immolation. Massacré I could come out of this irrelevancy. Nonsense, so much nonsense but never,and hear: never! Never it is that to me. Let me fall. Regrettably my obituaries can reach the starlit Ferniaah s, where-ever they may lurk at whichever time and space. I cannot but consider vomiting - sensing the fierce reek of the lack of wisdom you exhibit. Calm down, light the candles and consider taking leave.

This is to you. This is to you who never destroys. Who never
repeats. Now that the shocks is gone, only sorrow lingers on.
As my own to keep, or whoever it really belongs to. Oh no
you cannot stone a man. But you go round that in a
smooth, clever way. Tie that stone to a weapon an ocean away.
Which makes it just clean and fine.

My home. Here in the peace and quiet. My favourite show is on, while your missile cruising away in the depths of it's own little silence.

This is disco, baby.
You are going where?
Do I look like a person who would know?
My tail is on fire and so is my tongue.
I dipped the latter one in a secret of some sort.
It burned a little and what did I gain?
I forgot the damned secret.
Now, what kind of crap is that?

Faces up and enter
Mind your head
Away from the rain, and fast
Overhead, on the molded ceiling, if visible through the smoke, the fresco
What they have depicted here is a kingdom where fools swarm like earthworms
Lions and wolves cuddle together with lambs and deer
Nice, but the beasts look like idiots with their fangs that way

Wonder Clouds Rain. A Stargazer. In the dim shades, sense erotic angels or devils (or whatever they may be( circling you. Aura? What fool am I? I do not need guidance to find my way to my dear friend: Temptation. Self-Infection. Has a deadly hold of me. Melancholy. Alike the latter. A lone knight of my own wooden, round table. What pleasures do misery and chaos hold inside! Tiny, little rebellious creature is a fierce enemy now. Worry not. I wore a revenue of faith in us and all of a sudden it proved to be my passage to the sickest of love and lore. Thus: Morals have weakened to bits, eyes casted towards the whore Oh perils, what Eldorado before me! Heave myself into ebony. Once I finish the revolution of doubt - allow me then to hate the air and wish for those clouds with LATEX linings to RAIN all my hell.