The foundation

Drink of the wine drink deep for the gates of Helheim lay locked and asleep, I who walked into mortars shell peas for a living. Beyond time where death pays its due those that I fell with and the few that I knew make no contract. The light plays soft music that wrinkles the skin…

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TV dinners

You stole my heart that was larceny then you gave it back heartbreakingly. And now I’m a slave to the microwave…

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The clockwork train set

..and then there’s the portal through which I sometimes hurtle, the eye looking in on the I looking out. Put all your eggs in one basket but don’t be surprised when you end up with lots of chicks. Quite neatly graffiti on the wall I fall into, Kilroy was here but not before me. So…

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The G spot

On the radio, the deliverance show praise be and all that you see. I listen in occasionally and accordingly it seems I’m damned to be burned in the fires of a hell well it’s cold anyway…

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