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Even the sleeping genes learn 
from their crashes with needles in eyes. 
A candid house chooses to fade 
after thinning of a blessing. 
Legacy of a heretic 
lives, dragging down the cracked joints 
of a frozen mirror. The wild lips kissing 
a tiger on mouth in black night of dancing spirits. 

The raging bull decides to goad a raped 
girl on white daisies of abandoned bed. All 
the dead hunters start cheating the bandages 
of a wheelchair, the trembling asteroids 
start dispersing in cryptic dark. The world 
ends with a kill, mourners lay wreaths and hand 
out the cyanide capsules for future onslaughts 
on the waking eyes.