Q / Quimico / The Chromium Stoma (As Suggested by the Astrally Projected Serotinous Clairvoyant Sojourning in the Old Quarters of the Disemboweled)
After heartburn renegades couple the maze
Twisting their fingers into many weird shapes
Beholding the void reflecting
The Hole world
The coral chasm near the human corpse
Metallic turnings take them by force
I stood at the mirror in the desert
Where my reflection died of thirst
It was a numbing feeling
Like a tangelo on a nerve synapse
The bitter acid
Tasted like sour grapes
Even tides break the night
Stabbing the moon with my sword
The pillow became the pillory
My life be misery's gallery.
Roses are dead, violets of youth
In the dominion of my incompleteness.
Roses are dead, violets of youth
May you eat my fate
On a broken old dinner plate!
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