Then from nowhere out of nothing, At edge but in the centre of a row of isolated elements swimming in the same

direction for the purpose of understanding up urethra, through head and body into timeless womb ether, where God began his handing out of shoddy kissy pouts to procure your vote to kick this humanity out kick human out kick human out from this last patch of last scrap of Eden, where exist in mental space less catch before caught and hatched and aptly God-gobbledy-up-ended to eaten from sideways through to ourways

A thousand years later At edge but in the centre stimulant buzzing in the same direction for the purpose of understanding through vein, artery, nerve, lymph and cock then acting as pre-cursor to shame your invited sinners to dinners to curse her as the sperm’s interned away from its flock, and people choose weeping as they’re steeped in Godless given-in to keeping on passage taking route of ad non-anti ad hoc and beginning to pick at the in-the-beginning eaten-Eden lock

2 thousand years later At edge but in the centre same direction you cut up winged haters to know anatomy of angels you make sex machines, tip-tapping maters in time to keys of white music major you bend around hell to shoot black magic high-fever dementias you stake odds on apocalypse to sell smells of adventures us tip-tapping in the same direction for the purpose of understanding, tip-tapping through wire, hard-drive, browser and socket, tip-tapping as that sperm becomes embedded deep in this dead-end pocket.

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