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Dark Aquarius, Tetanus Lockjaw

Then, there was nothingness in my abomination.  
From the cornice of my mind. Dark's Aquarius,  
Tetanus Lockjaw. Without a jigger of gin to spill.  
Unemotionally smitten by the signs of the Str8 on  
the Ouija including pigs and stones. "Grandmom,  
what big eyes you have!" Better to salivate, than to  
bone the old crone. Listening to the Wooly Bully  
pounding the ground. Running the gauntlet of  
Twilight's cleft jaw. Beneath the omelet moon  
winging through the door. Wagging my truncheon as  
Mr. Sandman brings me a dream of a ham sandwich
on rye before you die. From the cornice of my mind.  
Dark's Aquarius, Tetanus Lockjaw. Triggered by the  
latte's smothering insomnia.    
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