Between
I and the I-dea
is stagnant space
sterile solemnity
so fuck the idea
and taste the
sweet juices
messy and sweating
excreting and pulsating
for now
there is
something happening
and
in that
groaning interaction
there is
healing
from the
poisoning
that toxic sanctuary
of the separation
between
I and the I-dea
so fuck heaven
give me the
kingdom coming
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