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Over time I have watched the heaps of rubbish grow tall, into crooked towers.
I once knew the slime in the gutters, I hear they still crawl and croon like death.
And the scattered herds just let their grass burn away. Two millennia of sleep has imprisoned their wit and fury. Something must be able to wrestle their bones back into alignment with the poles on this planet...
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If you meet me
Have some courtesy,
Have some sympathy, and some taste.
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste...
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Celestial-
Breath of the universe
the cosmos harmonize
Search beneath the black
and nothing is recognized
Theologists assume
scientists intrude
Cosmic debris
in the heart of the womb
Probing t... Posted by on Sun, 11 Sep 2005 13:13:00 GMT
