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Attended only by time

(And mockery devine)

And the toil of the boulder

(The burden of swine)

Turning nights into words

(And invert the sign)

Phases of the moon beget only....

Infinite Regress

Where Who When

The breath

Stolen

Purpose

Purloined and poisoned

The breath stolen

By the sublime

Vision

Ascending

Descending

Up the many hills

We search

For deeper

Truth

But a hawk

Is only

A hawk

Still I continue

Up the hill

The beads that gather on my thinking brow

Waters of my rebellion

Urging me through this desert

Of desire

I hurl mockery at Deimos

Where is your might in this vacuum

Et rebel quia absurdum est

Attended only by time

(And mockery devine)

And the toil of the boulder

(The burden of swine)

Turning nights into words

(And invert the sign)

Phases of the moon beget only....

Death