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the long day comes

//....//

from out the poisoned ***** dreams

And ****-headed power games

a mind or two tries emerging

But

Nobody remembers how

To use that thing

•

a mind or 2 emerges but it is too late

//

The long long day

( the day of death )

//      //

we watch our ***** and *******

Play like dogs in the park

Sniffing each other 's anuses

And writing our love poems

so sensitively

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The long death is here

:::

Come on -- **** -- I say

It's time to go home

//

Thru the ****** ***** dreams

We stagger

Hoping that somewhere

There still

Might

Be a Man