.I awoke in a sinking Manhattan.
I played in drunken cathedrals.
There were businessmen in armchairs.
With name brands and short hair.
Detonating with evil.
So I scratched out the eyes of all my past lives.
And gathered my crooked flowers.
The gardener grins as the toothac.
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