getting Lit with my Wives Overtaken every ****- Life as if The Body was created of the Infinite of all beginnings light was body as rolled up to smoke of every cigarette to  smoked to “sorrow” of this pride Ends to end;
Ashes to Ashes of every Ideals of every fantasy as if every magnitude of the body of time of space Murdered In Infancy in actuality had never happened that ends pretend;
Of every youth consumed of every mind every time had been lost is why of pain to actually Lived in Ideal fantasy been again;
To every pain in every moment of the Real: Enwombed; had every meeting Mends Amends,
The Infinite-Down Enters Presence-Existence of Every Woman Exit the wounds of Pain begins every man of Man rendered life as “let intent”;
Then again against all motions of all Universals of Time and Space as proof of being “Men-again”
What is this cycle of rather amends of Ends to what actuality pretends is proof of pain as life pretends death in “when”.
Such speech, Such Existence, of such Inferiority Limitations of what such: Being that life Enlivens Of What Omega…