
The terrible Lie we Tell ourSelves Is Storming thru thin-veiled Looms The unBearable Marriage of heaven and hell Is forming You.s in Alchemical Wombs Holy Shit the Skit is Riddled with Whys Entangled Lines of space and Time Twist the Lens of Latent openEyes Into rhythms of schism so bold and blind copyright Charleen Johnston 7-22-20