the relentless pursuit of a wretched god.
royalty is a spectacle. pilfered philosophies and glands of steel.
rivers course by and you can see the Corinthian columns of marble and sandstone ..
.. covered in mildew.
stand by the wayside as blue renews itself with black,
and green renews itself with red,
and the yellowing hearts of ugly men
are scrubbed to brown with copious amounts of whitening toothpaste.
spectacles are orgasmic
but they smell bad.
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