under Christmas candle display
all the Victorian musk can't keep us back
from dishes of eastern Kentucky origin
a stack of books lay demolished
in Cooper-Young
These Days by Nico
in a Crossville fog
The Gates of Hell
aren't prevailing
this life is blast cap fast
and Hell is whipping up
I dream of heaven
The Ultimate social network
I want to meet the obscure
souls and chat
I was wondering if there's a version of hell
that mirrors Inception and a bad acid trip
The perpetual doubt
roiling and roiling forever
I want the swarming peace
the instant communion
expansive pervasive peace
nonterminal mind hug
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