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Dressed Up Cricket
Over horizons of dark highways
from a distance with Satan's eye
dawning the spindle top's wind
of a hurricane's requiem
with vestments of gothic insanity
rising from my mind's catastrophe
in the void of my psychosis
as my thesis turns to ashes
playing the night's fiddle
from a cricket dressed up dead
from a distance with Satan's eye
dawning the spindle top's wind
of a hurricane's requiem
with vestments of gothic insanity
rising from my mind's catastrophe
in the void of my psychosis
as my thesis turns to ashes
playing the night's fiddle
from a cricket dressed up dead
Published 6th Mar 2023
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