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Idolatrous 'Lerve' by St.Sir Michael Manners

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St.Sir Michael Manners
(june 24th,1983 / Heaven)
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Idolatrous 'Lerve'
 
  No matter what U Do,
Potent, Unkickable Narcotic,
or have 2 go through in Life,
U will always have me,
Ideal! who's name is my Mantra!
I Lerve U? I Lerve U
with a Lerve,
that is Basically Idolatrous!
Heretical!
on a Stake, On the Shores
of Some Polluted Lake!
I should B Burned,
4 my BLASPHEMY! !

Your Vacant, & Flashing,
Horror Haunted Eyes,
....Littered with Stars,
Eyed me open up the Closed Skies!
Without Surprise! Without Blinking?
& Ever since that Fateful Day,
U have had me Longing,
& Thinking!
about Perishing
in Deep, Deadly,
Bottomless Abyssess,
of your Fatal kisses, & Hugs!
My Lover? My Friend!

I want U 2 Loom large,
in the Murky Legend
of my Life!
I Don't want U 2 B a
Supporting cast member, Extra,
or Bit Player, in this Tragic Comedy!
I want U 2 B 'A' Leading Lady!
if not 'THE'
Leading Lady! !
I think your Spirit Really Rocks,
Move Downtown with me, Into
A Cardboard Box!
I am Unformally Inviting U
on a Historic, Perilous Journey
that may Never End!
My Lover! My Friend?

Old Age is Savagely Beating,
Beating! BEATING! ! !
Our Fleeting Beauty & Youth!
2 a Bloody Pulp!
So we must make Haste,
Because We're all Innocent,
Little Children,
Infested with Microscopic Bugs!
Being Molested,
By the Perverted Hands of Time!
My Lover? My Friend?
...The Fruitful Date,
of your Epic Birth!
Was every Religion's God's,
Generously sending a Big Piece
of their Various Heaven's,

Down to Earth.

BY: St.Sir Michael Manners

july 2008

glossary- ' LERVE'

To delight in another's existence beyond what,
can be expressed with a mundane word like love.

excerpt from 'Annie Hall'
Do you love me?
Love is too weak a word. I lerve you. You know, I lo-ove you. I luff you. There are two 'f's.'
I have to invent... of course I love you.

St.Sir Michael Manners


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