black fucking light.
I will resurrect marvels
that the Western world has never seen.
I will drink the milk
of the evilest goddess
from her magic cunt,
and engage the angels
with tales of spiritual vandalism
successfully repelled, while they slept.
The opening of a new idiom
has squeezed my orange dry.
I paint the wall with oily clothes.
This always goes well.
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