WINE AND GATES

wild eyed guns and children

pretty fruit
to wither and powers to a driven mind
show us a history of neither, the naked and the cute
these words are brought to you by the time and its rhyme

the treachery of cursed meres
in time with the lips of a bird
haven't we selected the turn of weirds
had the luck of a dragon, we are the navel heard

poke, says a devil in the middle of it all
puke, says a dream that will with the rhapsody
pike, says a demon in the journey to walls
pake, says a day with a heart as contigency

notice thee the feat of common malaise?
with a light of hysteria, we have the sense to live in their wan
does this mean a curious face, in the work of aids?
does this have the gesture of kind means for a stand

the ground does approve
until slapped in the face, worth a force unseen
the patiences of men and their wives rued
for a hell to become well, listen friend...


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