the barking of the pagan yard ape. the roil of the starscape.
the sprinkling onanist zombiefying emptiness like pragmatic braying monkeymen capsizing their seed upon irresolute earth.
sweep the starstreets lined with cosmic dust.
we explode seismically on top of one another. the orgasmic throes of death watch perpetuated in outside observatories.
come select that which belongs to the innermost secrets of our ancestors.
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