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Nov 2018
I take a drink of the deep
Dark pouring think molasses through my teeth
I grow from gruel filling poison in my holes
My eyes turn wooden twisted cruel
Dragging weights a thousand fold through mud
I drive below the surface exploded by it's cold embrace
Loves lipstick sticks from death's cold kiss
I paint black over that canvas of my pain
Tossing out old teeth there is not much I'll miss
Burning lava flows through my veins
To power factories in labyrinths forgotten
I pull out my heart filled with running things
Demons and night mares that have almost escaped my dreams
I let logic take a rest. Drinking only smoke on my death breath.
Then I plant a kiss upon the petals of black lotus
And smile for enlighten. But at what cost?
Imanuel Baca
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