tundra of light
no noise.
the electric wizard
spit
splatters
masterpieces
tripping the void
suddenly,as if unavoidable
matter masters his cadaver
shattering his voice
If only GOD could see us now.
that sunofabitch would laugh his arse off
sip tahitis while listening to no limit records
followed by tha hot boyz.
Grim times on the horizon
as if
fortold
by hymns
glimpses of an unwanted past
time spent
in the belly
of the great cosmic infant
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