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A fine act led to unforeseen terror
Led to grow ghetto roses bound to
Paths ground by humanlike bones
Bones on wheels pulled by knuckles
Map battered from a chuckling mouth
Blubbling snot not not tears and I
Feel guilty - as if I could undo a rope
And free a tree from a slavering dog
And these kisses are not not love
Dog loyalty knelt by food and fist
Pram faced unwon sperm spun
For this grinding knot is not not love
For falling stars fall curtain curtail
Disappear appearing as if never here
And this uncivil war is not not love
But a door ajar with five doorposts
That makes not not sense
Accept to Solomon and the five senses
No more than a mountain stands before me
Or a river runs from me
Or to the one I adore
Led to grow ghetto roses bound to
Paths ground by humanlike bones
Bones on wheels pulled by knuckles
Map battered from a chuckling mouth
Blubbling snot not not tears and I
Feel guilty - as if I could undo a rope
And free a tree from a slavering dog
And these kisses are not not love
Dog loyalty knelt by food and fist
Pram faced unwon sperm spun
For this grinding knot is not not love
For falling stars fall curtain curtail
Disappear appearing as if never here
And this uncivil war is not not love
But a door ajar with five doorposts
That makes not not sense
Accept to Solomon and the five senses
No more than a mountain stands before me
Or a river runs from me
Or to the one I adore
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