.We smoke the toenails and hair of the wiseman under a black god's thumb.
We dance like painted puppets,
she bleeds orgasm in techni-color,
an ocean of alien mystery.
We eat the wiseman's eyes for sight that we might see the darkness if we kill the lights fast enough.
We ea.
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