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Poem I
scuplt the repulsive nude metal into grace
capture wild lust
screaming
feel dead
investigate passion
experiment joy & death
let your maddest rythem live
compose sex & dream of voids
a symphony of color and blood

Poem II - A Poem of Opposistion
the water is like dust
the black sun gives no pain
the rain screams and boils like hot iron
though the smoke and blood is sweet
dead passion observes repulsive visions
roses falling in mad frantic fasion
as death heaves up in gloruous purple and blue and black,
"a masterpiece" it screams in deepest lust
as it is sculpted from life into death