WINE AND GATES

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pale by comparison
the lower end of an argument with antiquity's sea
the life in your arms, the search for an antibody of when
this is the future of knowing nothing, the language of an avarice's key

thieves of derision, and the institution of a fight
the nature of neglect in our midst's, for the still of ought's light
then in curves of saturated sigh's of the kept urge, that which might's
is a rational of selection in the privacy of honor, to keep a wounded sight

we took your smile to heaven
and came back with a pride in the beauty
of a sin to flee from the wonders of thought which is given
in this asking wait for what amounts to terror, we select our panic's duty

was the lucre of lacking, if not stank irregularity of salt
the serious comparison of a new passion in the fury of sense
we told the very shadows of rank and file, the notion of a history at fault
the problem of wishes and the awash dismay of a shoulding lends

but yet the reach of animosity remains, the turn of advent into blindness's event
of justice and jaundiced cause to find, the place of curiosity for a grandeur of thine
we know the salient phrase, the binding tooth, and the brides of relent
come with us to a future in love with nothing, we are the simplicity of slime or time...


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