Beauty, pain and knowledge

Beauty, pain and knowledge Come mix them in a bowl Starving, pain and on edge The Need to have it all

Waking the beast up with a rooster’s cry The dawn of manhood here is passing by

Theory to practical She was very tactical Telling you about her moves They were so unpractical Her writing unsyntactical

Oh deep sadness well My oldest friend, my belle

Sad clown, Jump scare Reappearance, Fresh air

What tethers you to center then, when whirlpools hit your ship? What grounds the earth to heavens then, when authors fall and slip? Not impressed with merely shining Empty promise, there’s a bird black Guarding lambs with fires burning For the chop, the woods will stack

End of the line Ninety and nine Leaves from the vine Ready, set, rise and shine

I will fight time bloody Laws of physics say stop My hands may get muddy But I’ll survive the drop

Syntax An axe Hacks Tree log

An ox Blocks Clocks Dialogue

Knock knock Who’s there? You Okay

Experience experience Here to experience You serious? I saw it all Did it all Release me Transience Why am I here? For sentience? Is that the deal? Allegiance To who? The void? You genius? You cracked the code

Hello How are you? The weather The time The what? Never mind Here’s a joke Laugh Point? Circle back Intensity The usual It’s all the same Looking from here It’s mixing up It’s melting in No black or white What’s wrong or right? Go back to sleep Hello again

Mirror mirror Night terror Eye starer An error Air or Water Starter Carder Freuder Younger No mirror A sorrower

Orange feline Toe the line Sleep fine Go dine*

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