Irony arrives disguised and wants to drink from the Well, but we know him by the smell of crushed spiders. He must be stopped!
I have consumed: desired and sated that desire
I have blocked out the cosmos then let it tear into my cracked-wide-open heart and let it burn the tumour from my brain and then blocked it out again
I exaggerate with the full expectation that you will believe me
I exaggerate with the full belief that what I say is true
I understand that people are good and that all things are vastly complex but will never try to trick you.
One two Crack! One Three Four Crack! Crack!
The eggs hatch
What happens with the spiders?? I'm waiting expectantly
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