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Acoria the Indulgent
08:26
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I parade on a needle
my idle feet dwell on a sting
since your endearment wheedles
my flattered peace into a bloodshot spring
where Narcissus and Tulips bloom
I breathe and break, first veil then groom
nursing one, cursing the other
sincerely striving from smoke into smother
prig as the sparrow stops to sing
barren as moss too tired to cling
I incessantly hound, ever rash, ever northbound
always aloof of some holier ground
I ever shiver, ever quiver
hustling hither, bustling thither
amid your loving lucid dreams
my uniqueness is arbitrary
the great indulgence, the luminary
it`s all pretending I am parching
I am starving where you feast
am I healing or annealing
are you the beauty or are you the beast?
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Mania the Virtuous
05:35
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I'm sucking sadness from your guts
an ugly mug that thrills and cuts
bile and burden
lymph and blood
our surreal sermon
never shuts
I am the laughter in your heart
as arteries narrow, feeble, tart
meat that burgeons
perfect art
on display
on coffin carts
everything to be
and everything to happen
lives or just dies
and is forgotten
snaps and sighs
and is forgiven
rotten
You are rotten
and reborn
You're staining leaves, sharpening thorns
a feeble tongue that now adorns
the hubris in your scented cries
the nectar streaming from your eyes
you drip I swallow
feast and wallow
calyx, soma, candycoma
munching, crunching, suffocate
everything to be
and everything to happen
lives or just dies
and is forgotten
snaps and sighs
and is forgiven
rotten
rotten
rotten
rotten
from the blossom
to the bottom
misbegotten
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3. |
Exodus the Wayward
09:13
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And I see nothing, bewildered eyes
swinging across these prudish plains,
everything drained
How could I trade
Your nectar?
for gritty sands; for arid grains
A handshake is the only keep-sake
revoked,
waving then
downtrodden hands
Wouldn't dare a glance
not for a groat nor for a grand
Oh Muse for the stars
wherever you are
Wherever your hands mar; absconding
parallel worlds, dimensions reborn
whitewards, deathwards
opaque reminders
still staining, refraining
colliding grains, puzzling stains
Abused amusements
Oh Muse, amourphous
your Highness
Are you still up there?
kissing stars
fucking stars
raping stars
cohering scars
eating stars
their humble flesh
covetous flesh
delicious flesh
astral flesh
Becoming starflesh
Muse meat
Empress meat
Beast meat
One meat
Let us break
hearts
for one another
"Have a little faith", why do you shudder?
Let us break our hearts for one another
For "our faith is the victory that overcometh the world"
Let us break our hearts for one another
"Have a little faith", why do you shudder?
we are the tribute, our own Last supper
Let us break our hearts for one another
For "our faith is the victory that overcometh the world"
Let our love be the victory forsaking the world
someday
forever
I know we can
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Laudare Leipzig, Germany
18.1. Halle
19.1. Leipzig
1.3. Hannover
2.3. Hamburg
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