| A warning to Judas!
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| Theology and hives spread
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| In New Jersey
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| Philadelphia and Woodstock
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| The Murder Mothers Move
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| Through the hedgefires over mud
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| Rings of plastic madness scorn
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| Ancient Rome and Egypt and Greece
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| The horns fall over me
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| Dreaming of times
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| And lotuses in fields of rubble
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| Bearded swift shift to Sophia
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| Opened her heart to me
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| Stood in her empty face touching her lips
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| With her fists
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| Biting and drawing down sparrows
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| By her sighing and the space of her bow
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| The lorries are full of gold and fog
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| I have the in my hand
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| I have misheard Adonai and brought down
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| Aiwass in the Mass
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| Corrupted Hosts by breathing grimoires
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| And breaking into the
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| When I was in the desert I was
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| By the dedred sea see the caravan
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| Dragging the Sun unto set
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| Heard stolen cock-crow
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| Thieved pricks hardened by time
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| Into your face and her grimace
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| As Rainbow Patty is Goat Lady Supreme
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| Your throat as breathe gold spores
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| The little pinky
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| The ticker and the counter
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| The forged face: I have forgotten you
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| With Isis and persimmon you’re all
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| All so told and spelled out
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| X under your name Mrs. Charlie
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| Poor Doll Poor Grace uninyou
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| Formed I heard had news from
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| Acidic Heaven
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| Home of the formerly dead
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| Heard have bit more than I knew was true
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| Ate Stars in dreams
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| Heard priests rant on pure
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| Shovelled cat shit into sinks
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| Gagging as the rusted sword unrolls
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| Tip to Teeth in κοινὴ Greece
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| Lord God
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| Let it
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| Day That
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| In Israel
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| Broken glass from another time
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| Of flogging and the ded hiding
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| In the bottom of the water by the headless walk
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| Read pornography in cherry blossom
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| In the locust storm born out of horses' thighs |