blasphemed and last seen at passing,
his vast dreams elapsed screens,
and masked memes to remain everlasting.
sidewalks on waterloos, and swimming pools
of overdue illusion inventing interludes
to tithing plates, and quark screws.

i support you, and although i can't afford you,
i hear that you can save the banished, and restore too. so,
i do reform blues to easy on the eye,
slight of the hand, sharp with the tongue.
V without Virtue.


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