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The skeletons and songs of samsara eternal
fleshed, fattened and flamed in karmic harmony,
your heart begins to beat in dark plethora roll
an in utero thunder thumps godly
as the warmest water touchable enshrouds,
you haven't yet forgotten the sojourn
from whence the soul rests it's debts and doubts
upon web strings of dreams from which we learn
the beauty of blood and age of truth
while an abacus of pearls and teeth
is tabulated by the fingers of virtue's youth,
many a continent and kngdom's wreath
you've worn, on leathered brow split and proud
in the vigor of day no cloud, in night's creep thought so loud,

In the vigor of day no cloud, in night's creep thought so loud
your yantra yawns to new life
as you float in the mercy of a mother's mood heart endowed
while the history of humanity's bliss and strife
is being written in red within your head,
the gnaw and gruel of genetic hunger
shaping the anticipation of being flesh fed,
the memory of your ancient museum fading in the hereafter, 
you begin to recognize the voice of a woman
the one who sings like burning lilacs, 
suddenly trust is all you can taste in your isolation
gravity is pulling the bloodstream into cataracts
where the adrenalin of pain is naked,
the body of your birth shock animated, 

The body of your birth shock animated
let the world witness the tears of purity
from a face too fresh to be incriminated
a baby warm footprint stamps Babylon's equity
you are now the currency of a banking matrix
and a prophecy of liberty's rage,
the milk and madness of a nation's Goddess
dribbles over your desperate mouth, a sweet drippage,
everything you see gives a moment of awe
fear and joy giggle and grimace openly,
the color of instinct is mapping your mind raw
while the seduction of assertion is breathing brazenly
in and out of an infant's eyes
where nothing lies or dies,

Where nothing lies or dies
until you realize how the heart scars
the seed of suffering you recognize
in the anger of authority and envy of peers
sensing that the theft of innocence
is an ecstasy for those with bloodlust
on the tongues of their primitive wickedness
yet you, in your renewable nature robust
play the game of pirate adaptation
using violence to vie for the victory
of pony popularity and rebel rejuvenation, 
rapidly learning that competition is the pathway
to identity glorification,  that happiness is conquest
and the only law that can catch you is hesitance,

And the only law that can catch you is hesitance
so you run into the danger of daylight
oblivious to the onslaught of consequence
racing your friends to fear's fringe of delight
taking trophies of laughter to the limit of loyalty
and in the forest of moonlight
dreams young yet ghostly
lure you into reckless flight,
the supernatural speaks to you through fire
and the cuts to your virgin diamond
are made by lazers of divine desire
preparing you for the promise that cries
in the heart where your naivety resides,

J.A.B.
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