Sunday, January 29, 2012

The Condition

The striking of one body against another,

Possessing every excellence

so as to leave nothing wanting.


Occurring at regular intervals is time.

Time at which everything ends.


Faithlessness, when carelessly performed                      

 by a descendent of fallen angels

violates perfect treachery.


One who trades with bones

is one who perfects faithless trust.


The moon's orbit is tapping upon the mind.

It surrounds the cranium

and forces a pleasant loss of ruin.



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