Oscillating Poem by George the Great VIII

Oscillating



I am going to confine myself
To my 3rd race
Flesh
Bone
Crushed-thought
In incurious find
Apocalyptic love
Inside me
Awake! Awake! Awake!
From this ghostly land
Mine
I am here to
Die.

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