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Turpentine dreams

from Ecce Homo by bardamu

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lyrics

Though her milky teeth are not sharpened enough

the Moon still bites Saint Michael’s sword

which has carved on her plastic chest

the dead old words of dead old men

who are now worshipped by the deaf.

From afar I see her glisten

getting wet on the world’s ink

albeit the roar of traffic forbids my listen

to the chants her maids sing whilst we sink.

I cannot even begin to ascertain

the flame that dyes on her burning lips

but please let me praise her wisdom

oh please let me lick her feet

so that when the rust stains her eyelids

and the sewers lay mouths at her hips

I be the first unknown poet

to ever rejoice in our defeat.

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from Ecce Homo, released April 17, 2011

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