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"The Lux"

we entered The Club
danced our way along lines
trialled sentences all 

written towards Light
the Dark called us all in 
we thought we were like laureates 

like laureates 
we were all drugged 
one way or another

on Love potions all
like laureates drugged
we scored 

our stories 
washed and pegged 
hanging loose on Love potions, all

and we danced our way 
along lines fine drawn 
like we were above it all 

wallflowers all waiting
bare throats voiceless 
offered up for kisses

naked up against the wall 

waiting 
for warm comments 
to be drawn and called

we entered The Club
danced our way along slim lines
poets bent and bodies of work well-lit

toeing the line 
rules underscored
the fallen ones ignored, yet all

crossing lines this way and that
tap dancing across keys 
silently spoken laws on hidden tongues

the keys 
transferred entry
in secret kisses passed 

we entered The Club
danced our way along lines
trialled sentences all

we entered The Club,

The Lux 
seductive hypnotic
called us all in

we passed keys 
on voiceless tongues
for entry 
 
kissing the undone
along lines
trialled sentences all 



Candide Diderot. ‘24 






“Once upon a time
Science opened up the door
They would feed the hungry fields
'Til they couldn't eat no more
But the potions that were made
Touched the creatures down below, oh
And they grew up in the way
That we'd never seen before

Supernature”




MAGIC THEATER
ENTRANCE NOT FOR EVERYBODY
"I tried to open the door, but the heavy old latch would not stir. The display too was over. It had suddenly ceased, sadly convinced of its uselessness. I took a few steps back, landing deep into the mud, but no more letters came. The display was over. For a long time I stood waiting in the mud, but in vain.
Then, when I had given up and gone back to the alley, a few colored letters were dropped here and there, reflected on the asphalt in front of me. I read:
FOR MADMEN ONLY!"
(Hermann Hesse/"Steppenwolf")




"Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score;
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million.
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let’s kiss afresh, as when we first begun."






pegged.
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