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Inerrant Infallible / Black Ships at Nineveh and Edom
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I was wondering if the Bible
Is inerrant infallible
Considering the heptadic structure
But I saw the artificial dogs
Chattering possessed
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On slant sidewalks
Yellow fur scorched ceaseless
Metronomic liars!
It turned my mind to
Killers disguised as flies
They are everywhere and follow me
At the end of the false air
It is the rainbow who lies
Widdershins? Who cares!
Backwards shut sparrows
And Jhonn cracked his head until he bled
Until he was dead
I am however saved or unsaved
Who cares about Nineveh or Edom?
Or how I arranged their downfall
As the Prehistoric Messiah?
Rising over the drains is the beautiful flower
Singing songs from the mango swamps
When I built lotuses on the pedestal
Of logos it manufactuered the robots
That sniff and smell your dreams
Can Cain culled the world with his butcher's knife
And saved the top of the Universal Title?
2
Souls grow off twigs
Black sticks with green smiles
There are no other songs
I have given Reese Witherspoon
some conscious angel
In the scullery I cleared out the dead last week
I have set fire to the peg fairy's blood
Whilst Pol Pot is in flames
The keychain holds nothing severer than the will of the Queen
When obsessiveness descends and hanging like goblins
Let's safely say the mental bird has flown
And the chickchickchickens are home to roost in the dead read house
How many miles to hell for the weekend?
Further than Pomtor?
My sleeves are empty of telescope dead
Whose eyes drawn carriages on the moon
By 9, I only held one grudge
Camera! Camera!
White horses in Boomland!
I love you, of course I do
I am tippytoes on top of the pole
Soulwinner, Methodist war crime
Playing Twister with ancestral hosts
Who have met in constellatory hospital
Grace a tutelary telephone
The news in Chinese the news in Tamil
Is shining and beautiful
3
Well, that is the snow fall
Tempting the floods tha tbreak the grand world
If I see ships passing by
I close my eyes and hope to die
and if I turn to clench the sky
I know I have seen the reason why
Black Ships pass by
The mice are falling love with hedgehogs
They have created armies of ears and spines
And they clink glasses at the top of towers
I have ordered all Tarot packs to be burnt
And consequently the tower of Babel is reborn
Is that a Toronto blessing?
Have I loosed arrows on the Patriarchs?
The colour of apples is never seen
As clearly as when they fall
Like a Black Ship feast
For the sake of the Queen
I have rebuilt Atlantis
Or was it Mu?
Anyway the cement is made of snow there so I am told
And the flowers all speak kitsch
But Coptic cats run loose in the ruins
They are screaming for release
Chi-Rho, so we go
To sleep in bluebell meadows
Whilst the mighty tractors trundle by
And create this great new world
Ruled by black ships
One shot from the book is enough to kill
Two shots from the book is enough to kill
And three shots kill/kill/kill
Whilst the pangolins trill
And the umbrellas erect Governance (Satanic)
Over Gog And Magog