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Thistle Lurid

Trance To The Sun

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Thistle.
Lurid.
Black lunged abortive mother.
One leg in a mermaid; head full of snow
and half drunk promises.
Her offspring,
Wayward domestic rats; impeding tourists
Overfed American rotten beef brain,
made independently wealthy
Building closets for the insane.
And terminally committable
And terminally committable
And terminally committable
rats! rats!
rats! rats!
We're a new generation
Of lurid sinner saints birthed from red hot cunts-of-flame
To torch the world
with madness and purity.
a new generation
Of lurid sinner saints birthed from red hot cunts-of-flame
To torch the world
with madness and purity.
a new generation
Of lurid sinner saints birthed from red hot cunts-of-flame
To torch the world
with madness and purity.
madness and purity.
anew.

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