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the Akashic vault

I met in the parking lot  
          two maggots fighting for Indian take out  
   
two gladiators  
primitive
   
their hands equipped with brass knuckles  
          they carved supernovas in each other's jawbones and eye sockets  
   
souls spasm in the spectacle of incarnation  
   
round after round  
stars implode  
comets camouflage their jabs and uppercuts in trails of icy Sanskrit  
   
our universe KO'd in cosmic Nirvana  
          two maggots endlessly reborn  
   
fighting for Indian take out.
Written by Kimchimuse
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