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Montauk
I met an old figure in a hole in time
He claimed to be an associate of mine
His face asunder, with shadows cast
An approving man with a foot in the past
On our way we watched as it all transpired
Through blood and haze, the filth and the wire
The hopeless would glow and fall to expire
Supermen would flex then cripple and retire
We expanded and depleted and fell to our knees
Covered our tracks and were rid of the debris
Contact was made and exchanged to enhance
Things were created and made to change stance
All of it for not, things came to a halt
Corpses lay below while the surface was at fault
Man and beast alike were thrown against the wall
Every grey abandoned at the end of it all
I was left in a tunnel of patience and haste
Upon the deck of a ship out of place
My legs had found a home in the floorboards below
I was left without a movement or anywhere to go
He was carelessly vague but the visitor spoke through his sight
He told me to meet him in Philadelphia on a bay made of light.
