#2132 - the terrible tale of how we are here

 

2132

6.304

1.xi.25

the terrible tale of how we are here

 

these ones were taken, these ones let fall

 

I like the sweetness of it

rot of the flesh of the fruit

 

protect and venerate

sing, salute

king after another and drunk

 

a dominion too late

too much tea

for opium too

 

sing all night for a fire

slash, burn

 

go on with the ancient rivalry

 

and the lies

how they pass

through the mouth

through the ear

no need to mind at all

if you’ll just not swallow them