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Jan 29, 2005 09:14

Do you know how pail and wanton
thrill-full comes death in this
strange hour, unannounced, unplanned
for. Like a scarring over-friendly guest
you have brought to bed..........

Death makes angels of us all and gives
us wings where we had shoulders smooth
as ravens claws......

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
until its other jaw reveals incest
& loose obedience to a vegetable law

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the Giant family...........
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