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Disjunction


Come then cowled end
I await you with greater glee
wearing a crazed  rigid grin
and a mind free of property

Let rip with your stained scythe
Drive it deep in my foul
A souled vexed now with life
Beckoning banshee warcries

I have no fear left in me
and spit on karmic mantras
my eyes ablaze with clotted blood
sees truth that's full of maggots

Claim all you think I had
and those snatched before me
even the concepts never formed
I hold my own with nothing

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