Kill the eternal son Avoid lamentations Feed on his corpse His memories begin to melt---¤¤°• Defecate the waste Call it Father - the pre-industrial fertilizer- Bury it For the spring comes dionysian.
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did we wake up on the wrong side of the bed today? you think it's a poem then, just because it has "Enter"s in it?
anyhow, I prefer the sohrab zeperty one.
also, read Gene Wolfe if you haven't. - 4 more replies
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