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He's running out of Colour.
                   *eternity eternal mind over matter 
        *He forms combative images of daffodils and lilac hedges

The Grey Seeps From his Eyes.
           * His heart holds abundance, life close, close as a shield

Nature is Turning Black.
          * All of the mind intent melds a joyfull palette into  an encompassing black 

        - Can't You Smell Their bitter Entrails? 
                   * Retching he adds fodder to ripen the ground for rebirth.

He Could. He felt them weave
            *Balance sought to assert dominance over discord with the Fathers hand.

In and out of His Senses,
               *Mesmerizing optiforms presenting themselves

Alienating his Perceptions.
                                        * He strains to hold human concepts dear. 

        - Count the Bodies, Count the Women 
          and The New-Borns if You Want? 
                                                   * From Death, Life, from Life, Death 
	*the endless circle sustains his weakening heart.

It's Just Math. No longer
	*The count down, or up? continues…….

Did Time Stress Relevance.

The Sky was Red: and Empty.
	*Empty, yet, the promise of nature abhorrence of a vacuum ..screams.

         - If You Wait, They'll Come Back for You 
	*And you, son of God, child of the Mother will deal……-

He Walked Through Various Flesh
	*Seeing the shell for what it was …casing of soul…..

Obscenities, Traveling for Miles.
	*Caricatures of Man, insults only to ego long gone. 

But The Smell, The Smell Had Followed Him.

         - Where's Your God Now? 
*………………Now and forever, his soul answers, eternal in the heart of man
*……………………beating with the pulse of the Universe……..
*…………………………Ashes to ashes…..dust to God……….-

*I felt it necessary for my soul to reply, please forgive me Conor? A month of wicked was 
too much without a reply.
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