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eternity

  
 
   
feels like a pack    
of wild hyenas    
pissing in my eyes  
   
stomach bloated  
as if it's filled with  
mutant yeast  
   
tongue covered  
with razor blade  
fur  
   
bones turn to  
shards of  
broken    
ice  
   
while the intestines  
plot a sneak  
attack,  
cheeky    
bastards    
   
the devil sits across    
from me telling  
dirty jokes about    
some donkey with  
a tiny pecker trying  
to have sex with the  
vagina of the universe    
   
I take a sip of my  
coffee and drag  
of my smoke    
and say, "I get    
the punchline...
the irony, the
absurdity...
i just don't think    
it's all that funny."  
 
but   
hell
seldom  
is  
   
and in the background,  
The Cantos by Pound  
is read out loud   
over  
and  
over  
and    
over    
and...  
   
   
   
   
   
   
 
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