soft retreat
lay waste
in a puddle of self defeat
the lord of deciete
waging war agaist a toothbrush
in a bathtub full of LSD.
what then
has the hero vanquished
the evil tooth decay
will he then go downward
inward and maby there
remain..
eyes submerge slowly
within a psycho-pyre
alter ego lake of fire
for only there he will at last burn bright
one last time agaist the ending of the night.
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