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Jim wrote:

Will-Dockery wrote:

ÿ > cheesetray wrote:
ÿ > polished version
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > the inventors: a bare redemption
ÿ > "yippee-ki-yay" notes
ÿ > from a blue napkin
ÿ > dedicated to bob
ÿ > zimmerman, bella, and life
ÿ > AKA: Tangled UP in Poop
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > children of great men
ÿ > knowing full well
ÿ > the values
ÿ > of hard-won liberties
ÿ > fought and died for
ÿ > by the promised
ÿ > courageous cousins
ÿ > abraham's distant stars
ÿ > kith and kin
ÿ > of sarah's isaac
ÿ > gifted by laughter
ÿ > ishmael, the other
ÿ > wild and strange
ÿ > sons of keturah
ÿ > constructed to be mighty
ÿ > gentle jacob
ÿ > who sweetly stirs the stew
ÿ > even red and savage
ÿ > brother esau
ÿ > now all clean men
ÿ > of the covenant, keepers
ÿ > of their first father's
ÿ > sacred oath
ÿ >
ÿ > 2000 years it took
ÿ > to get back here
ÿ > it was given
ÿ > never to be compromised
ÿ > by hesitation or fear
ÿ > soul siblings, descendants
ÿ > and compatriots
ÿ > deserving of honor
ÿ > and praise
ÿ > born to retake
ÿ > and come to possess
ÿ > this lofty empire
ÿ > of the new moon
ÿ > a reserved republic
ÿ > of their very own
ÿ > dispersed nation shielded
ÿ > from all shame, under
ÿ > a shining name
ÿ >
ÿ > in her recent
ÿ > most happy world
ÿ > suddenly he knocks
ÿ >
ÿ > angels once asleep
ÿ > buried beneath
ÿ > billions of years
ÿ > of driven construction
ÿ > are now terrified
ÿ > and becoming...
ÿ > furiously, wide awake
ÿ > knowing full well
ÿ > in their upcoming
ÿ > reckless acts
ÿ > of violent abandon
ÿ > that they will come
ÿ > to own it
ÿ >
ÿ > they have been
ÿ > selected to receive
ÿ > and will win over
ÿ > this tired servant
ÿ >
ÿ > the trembling spiritus
ÿ > runs and scatters
ÿ > landing twice-baked
ÿ > abandoned looks
ÿ > but lady lazarus will return
ÿ > after getting some help
ÿ > of her own
ÿ >
ÿ > she recollects
ÿ > then realizes, she has
ÿ > but one shot
ÿ > for a first impression
ÿ > must send good cheer
ÿ > but also sees, eyes
ÿ > wide open
ÿ > only to be scared stiff
ÿ > into walking
ÿ > like an egyptian
ÿ > onto the sands...
ÿ > of the moon
ÿ >
ÿ > she is half
ÿ > african princess
ÿ > half female slave
ÿ > daughter of voodoo
ÿ > doctors and rambam
ÿ > she will become
ÿ > a dirty nun
ÿ >
ÿ > they have been born again
ÿ > and carried off
ÿ > into fragmented space
ÿ > through the sculpted arms
ÿ > of armored knights
ÿ > from jacob's round table
ÿ > sentinels on the watch
ÿ > always looking out
ÿ > to protect and serve
ÿ > those sworn in by red
ÿ > and black pledges
ÿ > keepers of the holy grail
ÿ >
ÿ > children now grown
ÿ > are playing
ÿ > in private movie theatres
ÿ > and luxurious
ÿ > fancy white schoolyards
ÿ > frequenting supermarkets
ÿ > on another level
ÿ >
ÿ > they are shooting
ÿ > cosmic guns
ÿ > with magic bullets
ÿ > igniting freedom's fireworks
ÿ > fashioned from mendeleev's
ÿ > annexed table, sporting
ÿ > a cornucopia
ÿ > of fanciful and fantastical
ÿ > state-of-the-art bonds
ÿ > inherited by a new
ÿ > and fitting
ÿ > most worthy stock
ÿ >
ÿ > this wandering brood
ÿ > of brave-hearted children
ÿ > finally freed, are found
ÿ > morbidly celebrating
ÿ > their own staccatoed suicides
ÿ > and the ensuant
ÿ > desired piled death
ÿ > of discrete, individuated
ÿ > independent flesh
ÿ >
ÿ > it is replaced
ÿ > through perpetual rebirth
ÿ > with a planted rejoinder
ÿ > each first fettered in its own
ÿ > iron graveyard prison
ÿ > for seminal generations
ÿ > of the ghosts
ÿ > of dead citizens
ÿ > those helping
ÿ > their hosting homelands
ÿ >
ÿ > a phantom protection
ÿ > of the peoples' heritage
ÿ > proud recorded lineage
ÿ > of all participants
ÿ > in this best
ÿ > ever-fixd marriage
ÿ > of language, and thought
ÿ > mental manifestations
ÿ > of only the truest minds
ÿ > but who, if anyone
ÿ > will capture the flag?
ÿ >
ÿ > this stuff of mighty gods
ÿ > progressively being pursued
ÿ > since first two paths
ÿ > split up on a slumbering mirage
ÿ > has been eagerly gathered
ÿ > by crude tradesmen
ÿ > and excavated in chunks
ÿ > for centuries and more
ÿ > to suit all purposes
ÿ > of man
ÿ >
ÿ > exotic rocks extracted
ÿ > are now being trafficked
ÿ > by governments which wield
ÿ > concealed skeletal keys
ÿ > of chemicals to be revealed
ÿ > to double-folded doctors
ÿ > degreed in their field
ÿ > exploring promethian fires
ÿ > zealously guarded by the shield
ÿ > down to paraphd's running
ÿ > private labs which will yield
ÿ > deductive melees
ÿ > from dmitri's table
ÿ > of elements
ÿ > results of new masses
ÿ > mixed-up lands
ÿ > conductive experiments
ÿ > paranoid tests consummating
ÿ > counseled hypothesis
ÿ > all this requiring evermore
ÿ > research and analysis
ÿ > plying mythic golds loosed
ÿ > from imaginative lands
ÿ > like mapping oceanic waves
ÿ > pounding rocks into sands
ÿ > processing flows
ÿ > charting diagrams of the mine
ÿ > perpetually honing to purify
ÿ > then refine, continually creating
ÿ > rearranging everything
ÿ > in its time, stuff recomposed
ÿ > reconfigured and redesigned
ÿ > fully reformed, until ultimately
ÿ > the inventors can help find
ÿ > a new culture
ÿ > of successful synthesizers
ÿ > for the curious mind
ÿ > like help for a future baby
ÿ > seeking a new womb
ÿ >
ÿ > wastelands of stubborn soil
ÿ > are duly blasted, forging
ÿ > empty hollows
ÿ > for seeds to be sown
ÿ > nurtured, watered
ÿ > and then grown, first etched
ÿ > into a cultivated collection
ÿ > of poisoned roses which faultered
ÿ > borne in time, in their seasons
ÿ > out of poisoned waters
ÿ > out of their multitudes
ÿ > of dripping shells, all beaten
ÿ > by stormy rains, each bearing
ÿ > fresh new fruits from sailing sons
ÿ > who wrestled with G-d
ÿ > and won, they will traverse
ÿ > these time-worn seas, to reap
ÿ > all the wheat required
ÿ > for a bounty of harvests
ÿ > from endless swarths
ÿ > of history's most abundant
ÿ > heavenly fields
ÿ >
ÿ > together, they flood
ÿ > all memory
ÿ > with beneficent grace
ÿ > for those who still remain
ÿ > left behind, diluvian
ÿ > sole survivors
ÿ > at the edge of time
ÿ > who begrudgingly
ÿ > will comply
ÿ > and are compelled to sing
ÿ > as though a cure
ÿ > yea tho' now they, too
ÿ > are sightless
ÿ > for the shadows
ÿ > of that floating rain cloud
ÿ > still hovering
ÿ > over lost visions
ÿ > of uncharted futures
ÿ >
ÿ > entrusted to those
ÿ > for whom it was written
ÿ > still fighting in darkness
ÿ > for this cosmopolitan
ÿ > smite, pioneers
ÿ > on the frontiers
ÿ > of universal classical spaces
ÿ > not of common land
ÿ > cosmos's hidden gems
ÿ > for revolutionaries
ÿ > who demand
ÿ > from their loyal nation
ÿ > these glowing treasures
ÿ > towards which they have
ÿ > been flung
ÿ > engulfed in the flames
ÿ > of abiding fires
ÿ > eternally harnessed
ÿ > torn asunder
ÿ > by the cracked frosts
ÿ > of burning ice
ÿ > subjecting them
ÿ > to this furnace
ÿ >
ÿ > supercharged missiles
ÿ > rich in weight
ÿ > and darkly toxic
ÿ > are powered up
ÿ > then faithfully fired
ÿ > into the returning ark
ÿ > cushioned on all sides
ÿ > by sunless skies
ÿ > which are now, in their
ÿ > wake, sleepily watching
ÿ > these scorned
ÿ > rebel fliers, rockets of
ÿ > long-deserted
ÿ > flavored celestial flesh
ÿ >
ÿ > cemented into ceilings
ÿ > of stone, these instructions
ÿ > guilded into our gentle
ÿ > genes, fiercely controlled
ÿ > and copiously copied
ÿ > since the origin, of the
ÿ > genesis, of the consciousness
ÿ > of one G-d, painstakingly
ÿ > packed away by fortune's sages
ÿ > pairs well-preserved
ÿ > like so many
ÿ > hermetically sealed jars
ÿ > of antique pomes, locked
ÿ > in a central underground
ÿ > sink of a most trampled
ÿ > and forgotten earth, shared
ÿ > throughout the further
ÿ > development of mankind
ÿ > faring from land to land
ÿ > from man to man
ÿ >
ÿ > they reveal a once
ÿ > abounding attic
ÿ > couched atop
ÿ > a noble global house
ÿ > not of this world
ÿ >
ÿ > solemn confidences
ÿ > at long last uncovered
ÿ > by brown, well-tanned
ÿ > good news archaeologists
ÿ > are disclosed
ÿ > for these once sun-struck
ÿ > yea, sun-scorched
ÿ > omni voyagers
ÿ > who dig, unceasingly
ÿ > in their seasons
ÿ > in their ancient gardens
ÿ > passing over, across, under
ÿ > and through the bitter
ÿ > unleavened
ÿ > dry cracked grounds
ÿ > of a now almost
ÿ > wholly paved, conjoined
ÿ > empyreal empire
ÿ > being handed back
ÿ > from israel's first fathers
ÿ > letter by letter
ÿ >
ÿ > like a family jewel
ÿ > or closely guarded pride
ÿ > passed from generation
ÿ > to generation
ÿ > they have tumbled
ÿ > down a watchful
ÿ > observant
ÿ > streaming alphabet chain
ÿ > opening new doors
ÿ > even those
ÿ > flying false flags
ÿ > shoring her own
ÿ > spanish secrets
ÿ >
ÿ > it has all been dutifully
ÿ > tucked away, never
ÿ > to recede fully
ÿ > and die, but skillfully
ÿ > embedded, amongst the
ÿ > soft velvet grasses
ÿ > which blow
ÿ > with the breezes
ÿ > coarsely threaded, into
ÿ > their shallow earth
ÿ > by fibrous roots, and
ÿ > mangled, amongst weeds
ÿ > which creep
ÿ > back through creation, into
ÿ > the mind's veldts' seeds
ÿ > of their plotted cup's
ÿ > most remote colours
ÿ > and can be found there
ÿ > wound up
ÿ > in curious puzzles
ÿ >
ÿ > gifted rings which swear
ÿ > a manufactured fidelity
ÿ > of their most dearly
ÿ > departed civility
ÿ > yet still which bear
ÿ > a gentle kind
ÿ > of re-kindled hope
ÿ > mercurial panacea
ÿ > for these driven
ÿ > truckers of instant truth
ÿ >
ÿ > rough and rowdy
ÿ > well-schooled
ÿ > baby black beasts
ÿ > just released, sit
ÿ > slouched, in heavy chains
ÿ > the youngest one
ÿ > still wearing
ÿ > her mothers' metal
ÿ > badges of the rotten
ÿ > shadows of sheets bloodied
ÿ > by unborn memories
ÿ > of sleet and rain
ÿ > she will shrink
ÿ > from the moonlight
ÿ > rising, meeting the pain
ÿ > of a krystal
ÿ > cleared conscience
ÿ >
ÿ > continually, they plow
ÿ > through scattered
ÿ > subterranean planes
ÿ > of layered cosmic lands
ÿ > in search of
ÿ > some kind of mercy
ÿ >
ÿ > deific validation, for their
ÿ > constitutional conviction
ÿ > of one nation
ÿ > under G-d
ÿ > a delivery, of some kind
ÿ > of salvific wingd victory
ÿ > conveying
ÿ > their unified story
ÿ >
ÿ > meticulously groomed
ÿ > for this long-planned journey
ÿ > dashing flight
ÿ > back through rivers split
ÿ > rich and red and bloody
ÿ > as egypt's deadly nile
ÿ > through once fallow
ÿ > cloverleafs of soulless
ÿ > virgin highway
ÿ > awoke, again, for them
ÿ > they are loaded
ÿ > as they back into
ÿ > a more perfect world
ÿ >
ÿ > indelibly branded
ÿ > into their rich-flowing blood
ÿ > they are brothers
ÿ > of the skies
ÿ > pre-determined by design
ÿ > to find
ÿ > this ineffaceable fusion
ÿ > through shared reminders
ÿ > of their holy communion
ÿ > traces of an inscribed
ÿ > diamond destiny
ÿ > maps of ancient astronomy
ÿ > the printed inversion
ÿ > of a twinkling
ÿ > star-writ narrative
ÿ > of the promised history
ÿ > of the promised birth
ÿ > of the promised prince
ÿ > at the incipience
ÿ > of the dawn
ÿ > of holy yesteryear
ÿ >
ÿ > hail, this breath of life
ÿ > granting pathways out
ÿ > honoring sanctioned
ÿ > tribal rights
ÿ > frankly fired, through
ÿ > shock and awe
ÿ > past cast inhabitants
ÿ > of a silent
ÿ > acquiescent first city moon
ÿ > into the ether
ÿ > of the unknown
ÿ >
ÿ > like glass into the eye
ÿ > but it will regrow
ÿ > a new coat
ÿ > as the banished serpent itself
ÿ > crawling, out of eden
ÿ > on its belly
ÿ > forcefully it pierces
ÿ > as it flies quickly
ÿ > into waters of slippery flesh
ÿ > a stinging, icy delivery
ÿ > liquid sharp, as the flushing
ÿ > unforgiving rays
ÿ > of a sweltering sun
ÿ > unable even to blink
ÿ > as it slithers speedily
ÿ > over scaled skins
ÿ > as though it now, too
ÿ > were crossing
ÿ > a deserted river, divulging
ÿ > a way into
ÿ > the ocean's bedrock
ÿ > of all time
ÿ >
ÿ > dedicated to demolition
ÿ > they follow
ÿ > their foregone road maps
ÿ > warring to find
ÿ > that which was denied
ÿ > escaping once again
ÿ > the shackles
ÿ > of extrinsic servitude
ÿ > to an outer world unknown
ÿ > still seeking
ÿ > always seeking
ÿ > the way back
ÿ > that way back
ÿ > home
ÿ >
ÿ > constructed hallways
ÿ > as prescient
ÿ > and powerful
ÿ > as fermi's dreams actualized
ÿ > particle accelerator
ÿ > old as the mind
ÿ > of earth and time
ÿ > and breath itself
ÿ > as sure as the discovery
ÿ > of a homebase
ÿ > in yet another wasteland
ÿ > of helpless exile
ÿ >
ÿ > going plumb insane
ÿ > as it seeks to tear down
ÿ > billions of light years
ÿ > of subatomic architecture
ÿ > and find release
ÿ > from the otherwise
ÿ > indestructible walls
ÿ > containing sanguine
ÿ > reproduction itself
ÿ >
ÿ > it is now encapsulated
ÿ > within, they are trapped
ÿ > in their cells, cursed
ÿ > by civilization's blueprints
ÿ > save for contrary action
ÿ > cracking skulls of both time
ÿ > and timelessness
ÿ >
ÿ > an insufferable law, of
ÿ > unbreakable code
ÿ > authored long before
ÿ > even the first proteins
ÿ > began to flex
ÿ > their three-personned muscles
ÿ > the roots of all language
ÿ > making master membranes
ÿ > mindful and impenetrable
ÿ > to any foreign substance
ÿ > as time's ultimate evolution
ÿ > of the brain itself, molded
ÿ > by its primitive ancestors
ÿ > through leaps, and bounds
ÿ > of technological advances
ÿ >
ÿ > a guest, crafted, to survive
ÿ > through the harassments
ÿ > of all time, beaten to grow
ÿ > and then find
ÿ > more of its kind
ÿ > revelations of creations
ÿ > of mechanical reproductions
ÿ > from its crushed mind
ÿ > an eventual re-unification
ÿ > of all its broken parts
ÿ > just rectification
ÿ > for all the long-lost pieces
ÿ > of its holy soul
ÿ >
ÿ > rippling reflections
ÿ > black as the blackest night
ÿ > as its animal soul cracks
ÿ > along the fissures between
ÿ > its divine wooden legs
ÿ > monkeys now hanging
ÿ > upside-down
ÿ > turgid and round, linked
ÿ > by their tails
ÿ > as delicate and backwards
ÿ > as persia's conquered
ÿ > high-watered gardens
ÿ > a lot of floaters, naked
ÿ > valentine balloons
ÿ > dressed wounds
ÿ > descending, during this
ÿ > dangerous extension
ÿ > of an all hallow's eve
ÿ > unlimiting, forgetting
ÿ > to remember, in order
ÿ > to curse god, and praise
ÿ > her most crazed
ÿ > funny collection of hats
ÿ >
ÿ > split romance sages
ÿ > saviors young and wise
ÿ > as earthly man's keepers
ÿ > of the bronchioles themselves
ÿ > agents of their own
ÿ > multi-thousand
ÿ > labyrinthine hallways
ÿ > leading into the myriads
ÿ > of millions of mini-rooms
ÿ > carrying the cryptographs
ÿ > for complex, layered
ÿ > lettered keyholes
ÿ > into new adventures
ÿ > for modern-day davids
ÿ > future doctors stolen by the air
ÿ > bent on fighting their ways
ÿ > through a cavernous maze
ÿ > a black, bumpy rainbow
ÿ > carpet rider, in its rocky
ÿ > covered vehicle, captured
ÿ > fleece of many colors
ÿ >
ÿ > autonomous mis-labeled
ÿ > artist, call her
ÿ > thumbelina, discovered
ÿ > by coincidence
ÿ > through glassy gates
ÿ > of scripture
ÿ > marked papers proposing
ÿ > answers, attracting
ÿ > all the circles
ÿ > into this sacred
ÿ > narrow entrance
ÿ > a warped
ÿ > and wobbly journey
ÿ > into satan's
ÿ > most assuredly, ghastly
ÿ > smoky, most
ÿ > dreaded
ÿ > princely palace
ÿ >
ÿ > a retelling through
ÿ > reliving, judgement's
ÿ > springtime tales, nascent
ÿ > greening memories
ÿ > from between their
ÿ > fertile rivers, new visitor
ÿ > shares, bares all, buried
ÿ > bullet from the war
ÿ > dark ladies
ÿ > from next door, first-tell
ÿ > of famished writers
ÿ > are they but souvenirs
ÿ > of fun, son still wears
ÿ > the bursted gun
ÿ > and so much more
ÿ > now we all sport
ÿ > permanent chest scars
ÿ >
ÿ > back at the farm
ÿ > lady zorro and co.
ÿ > are still forcefully tearing
ÿ > through carefully ordered
ÿ > blockades, of inextricable
ÿ > wound links
ÿ > and unescapable bonds
ÿ > through good time explosions
ÿ > blasts of ground dynamite
ÿ > sowing their mighty
ÿ > tnt religion, only to reap
ÿ > out of its black
ÿ > soot carnage
ÿ > but a splintered wreckage
ÿ > to carry out, from the bonds
ÿ > of a class-constructed
ÿ > emprisoned slavery
ÿ >
ÿ > still searching
ÿ > in surrounded solitude
ÿ > for the way back
ÿ > through this economy
ÿ > for a window, a door
ÿ > an open orifice
ÿ > any way out of this cage
ÿ > with no exit
ÿ > through a madhouse
ÿ > of twisted, catastrophic
ÿ > invention, and
ÿ > mothers
ÿ > screaming, sometimes
ÿ > swiftly silent
ÿ >
ÿ > they metabolize their way
ÿ > to the bygone remnants
ÿ > of stars from days of yore
ÿ > courting the fringes
ÿ > of their very own freedom
ÿ > caught in the clutches
ÿ > of someone else's reasons
ÿ > passover's orpheus
ÿ > looking back
ÿ > and seeing everything
ÿ > in its season
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > but he cannot
ÿ > bear
ÿ > the wait
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > it was another mass
ÿ > exodus from glowing
ÿ > aleph, escorted out
ÿ > into the wilderness
ÿ > once again
ÿ > through its own
ÿ > eventual regeneration
ÿ > slow committed
ÿ > betrothal, letter
ÿ > of orange betrayal
ÿ > collecting promised
ÿ > land prizes
ÿ >
ÿ > marked wanderers
ÿ > on a star trek odyssey
ÿ > seeking release
ÿ > from their tainted wagon
ÿ > of alien oppression
ÿ > banished and buried
ÿ > under a heated expanse
ÿ > of contaminated
ÿ > exogenous shell, always
ÿ > hoping, yearning
ÿ > to find its way back
ÿ > to her foreign shores
ÿ > the way back...home
ÿ >
ÿ > meanwhile, coming
ÿ > to know
ÿ > in bits and pieces
ÿ > their paths
ÿ > of sorrow, on a road
ÿ > to wholeness
ÿ > unbelievable salvation
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > still she cannot
ÿ > bear
ÿ > the wait
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > ocean's time travelers
ÿ > setting out
ÿ > on speechless quests
ÿ > soliciting only the first
ÿ > and fairest
ÿ > purified bounties
ÿ > of refined rectification
ÿ > g-d-given beneficiaries
ÿ > of their golden silver hearts
ÿ > of foam and sea fire
ÿ >
ÿ > more animal dances
ÿ > wild baby blue
ÿ > romances, obligatory
ÿ > heavenly justice
ÿ > it clearly is upon us
ÿ > chasm of chaos
ÿ > continues, demiurgic
ÿ > cycles loyal
ÿ > pyrrhic victories
ÿ > becoming questionable
ÿ > autumnal
ÿ > ordered shatterings
ÿ > of unimaginable
ÿ > pains and sufferings
ÿ > silent
ÿ > through a series
ÿ > of cut-up
ÿ > makeup mirrors
ÿ > down another
ÿ > rocky road
ÿ > delivered, from the
ÿ > strapping whips
ÿ > of yet another
ÿ > 400 years of slavery
ÿ >
ÿ > time's wishes lifted
ÿ > out from under the idle
ÿ > wound, the patient
ÿ > shroud rose over
ÿ > a new bed for her
ÿ > she is seeing things
ÿ > now walking
ÿ > through different doors
ÿ > out of the dust
ÿ > of man, straight
ÿ > into more magic, pulling
ÿ > rabbits out of hats
ÿ > closed, reserved
ÿ > reflections
ÿ > on his sister, paradise, too
ÿ > she'll pocket
ÿ > her discovery
ÿ > they are watching her
ÿ > quite closely
ÿ >
ÿ > torn and cast away
ÿ > piecemeal
ÿ > finally she flew
ÿ > they cut her in two
ÿ > southern belle weeps
ÿ > for whoever falls
ÿ > for her wicked wiles
ÿ > angel always teasing
ÿ > the perennial greening
ÿ > of her cold man's
ÿ > columbian imagination
ÿ >
ÿ > they are trying
ÿ > to break through
ÿ > and take it
ÿ > and they will
ÿ > taming all particules
ÿ > of collective past
ÿ > she bore naomi a son
ÿ >
ÿ > feeding hungry dreams
ÿ > in oft
ÿ > but fleeting flashes
ÿ > of freedom
ÿ > like the young princess
ÿ > finding an infant, just
ÿ > for her, caught
ÿ > in the river's reeds
ÿ > she drew
ÿ > him out of the water
ÿ > calling him thus
ÿ > the baby moses
ÿ >
ÿ > he will pass
ÿ > her father's test
ÿ > and be welcomed
ÿ > with warm reception
ÿ > a good son
ÿ > for proud pharoah
ÿ > raised as his own
ÿ > educated to know
ÿ > everything
ÿ > there was to know
ÿ > in the grand
ÿ > palaces of gold
ÿ > by his ministers
ÿ > and advisors
ÿ > all knowledge
ÿ > of their modern world
ÿ > moses is becoming...
ÿ > the prized
ÿ > prince of egypt
ÿ >
ÿ > strong as heracles
ÿ > and the once hirsute
ÿ > samson himself
ÿ > regifted his former glory
ÿ > but still hung up
ÿ > over delilah
ÿ > the chosen are in a battle
ÿ > to re-combine and uplift
ÿ > the crumbled pillars
ÿ > of former temple doors
ÿ > in an unwritten
ÿ > divine intervention
ÿ > with nothing left
ÿ > but a faint
ÿ > flickering remnant
ÿ > of the memory
ÿ > of the fire
ÿ > from its holy altar within
ÿ > to keep their people
ÿ > from crumbling, too
ÿ > beneath the badlands
ÿ > of a parched and empty
ÿ > complicated existence
ÿ >
ÿ > they are sticking together
ÿ > unbreakable
ÿ > never doomed to rot
ÿ > in barren countries
ÿ > that life and man
ÿ > all but forgot
ÿ >
ÿ > they are being rescued
ÿ > by a mighty lone army
ÿ > team of maverick
ÿ > desert olympiads
ÿ > racing atop sweltering
ÿ > solitary sands, in short
ÿ > bursts at lightning speed
ÿ > before becoming burnt
ÿ > offerings themselves
ÿ > an impending glimpse
ÿ > into the looming
ÿ > holocaust's watery grave
ÿ > sun-flooded
ÿ > kaddish of recompense
ÿ > for the mystery
ÿ > and beauty
ÿ > of man himself
ÿ > as they once knew him
ÿ >
ÿ > they will turn her, heel
ÿ > serpent-wise
ÿ > through the mystic
ÿ > city guides, sharing
ÿ > secrets
ÿ > of the skies, cut-off
ÿ > measures prophesied
ÿ > for her bereft
ÿ > kaleidoscope eyes
ÿ > lost left-over temple
ÿ > with the rarest
ÿ > stained-glass windows
ÿ > rainbow irises
ÿ > for batty isis, a black cat
ÿ > if ever there was one
ÿ >
ÿ > just another ugly folly
ÿ > of wasted emptied hours
ÿ > studying a blackboard
ÿ > of asylum, and refugees
ÿ > gone with the wind
ÿ > like two erasers' dusty
ÿ > chalks, from the charred
ÿ > ravaged reels
ÿ > of crime and Bullsh*t
ÿ > only to fall down
ÿ > into the used vacant lots
ÿ > of their drowned
ÿ > sad n' blinded pupils
ÿ >
ÿ > electric landlady
ÿ > but for a brief
ÿ > wrinkle in time
ÿ > slips through a crack
ÿ > eventually looking back
ÿ > only to find drunk jesus
ÿ > seeking solace
ÿ > riding upon an ass
ÿ > touching the hem
ÿ > of his very own robe
ÿ > lost jerusalem of gold
ÿ >
ÿ > 'twas a tale of vanishing
ÿ > twins, deflections
ÿ > from other mothers
ÿ > culminations, of the
ÿ > quick cleavings
ÿ > of four forced, super-
ÿ > naturally intertwined
ÿ > helices of white smoke
ÿ > strung up, then lifted
ÿ > together, momentarily
ÿ > into the heavens
ÿ > coupled ascension
ÿ > of blood brothers
ÿ > shuffling...
ÿ > ...off unto eternity
ÿ >
ÿ > they are now
ÿ > wrapped up, with
ÿ > no ordinary band-aids
ÿ > gifted, from a black
ÿ > ballot box, stuffed
ÿ > and overflowing
ÿ > from black bandages
ÿ > harbingers of hope
ÿ > an anthem of levity
ÿ > for their battered
ÿ > stretched, skull-cracked
ÿ > ancient
ÿ > and earthly soul
ÿ >
ÿ > older than the oldest
ÿ > bones, these laws
ÿ > chiseled in stone
ÿ > even as the world
ÿ > still turns, and in time
ÿ > a home, their place
ÿ > to share, rooted
ÿ > in worlds even older still
ÿ > the moving cornerstone
ÿ > of endless desire's pared
ÿ > raked river banks
ÿ > their place to recreate
ÿ > mystic music
ÿ > from far off lands
ÿ > water carvings
ÿ > out of sand
ÿ > and silt
ÿ > designs from great sheba
ÿ > and solomon, too, draped
ÿ > in rich flowing locks
ÿ > to secure and transport
ÿ > news of paris' prized
ÿ > apple of discord
ÿ > to their lovers
ÿ > through dark skies
ÿ > shipped over waters
ÿ > for but the lowly
ÿ > yet still mighty
ÿ > common aphrodite
ÿ > sinking into baby talk
ÿ > calling it nothing
ÿ > but a cake-walk
ÿ >
ÿ > her soul melted
ÿ > into pellets of poison
ÿ > they recycled her
ÿ > a condemned, cross-over
ÿ > marathon river queen
ÿ > already knowing
ÿ > that she will be sowing
ÿ > yet again, the seeds
ÿ > of a most certain
ÿ > curtained doom
ÿ > plowed under, by a
ÿ > never-ending
ÿ > shapeshifting ox hunger
ÿ > buried, to insure
ÿ > the double
ÿ > ghost-like indemnity
ÿ > re-crossing
ÿ > of her dangerous soul
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > it is already being done
ÿ > there is nothing new
ÿ > under the sun
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > but doesn't the sun
ÿ > also rise?
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > a mer-maid...
ÿ > wants to know
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ >
ÿ > Serpent
ÿ > June 5th, 2024

Rachel, I apologize for upsetting you, it
wasn't intentional.

This is a response to the post seen at:
http://www.jlaforums.com/viewtopic.php?p=669935664#669935664

So, you've finally realized that "cheesetray" is in
fact Rachel.

dockery believes those bob dylan rape accusations that
loopy rachel keeps tossing around

He's a fool.

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