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invocation

Oh moonfaced children of yesteryear

come haunt me tonight.

for I am so lonely I could use an old friend

even one hollowed by death.

Enlightened by drugs I could see your ghosts

the twilight glinting off the rings in your lips

but I hate who I've become, as much as I love my new fullness of body

pregnant, it seems, with the antichrist

pregnant with bleak sterile nihilism

Yeah, I could kill

I could sliceandsliceandslice

and all the red krovvy would flow into my palms turned upwards

to you

9:50 p.m. - 2004-09-02

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