changing faces no matter what
the man in the picture, or even in the rock
the inkblot indepth, show what your cognitive sees
making madmen crazy since '73
the shroud is there and so is the tomb
the jurist makes sense of the flu
you see god but it's only a shadow of a doubt
the cat it purrs, where thou art and where thus from
we all see it, especially the screws
unbolt dear Frankenstein, make Notre Dame new
Journalism will come I promise you that
life as a novelist, publish, the mascot at bat
the dark it clouds the mind and the fair
take off your pants, sit in a chair
take pictures of love and disgust and vomit
i just puked up a penny to the lawman
poet, mystic, prophet, son
am I sitting there as the only one
sit still, I can't, I've done it enough
no more decks or lies or quarrels above us
the jurist he knows where the fish does stand
get ready for the project at hand
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