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The Last Film Footage of Lugosi
she's more
angora since
she sheared off
her locks but since
i've lost the key and so
certain doors must remain
closed as if off season for reasons
that only monthly disagree so i seem
to see but by the blood of christ i drink
and of the host
the body I barely
eat enough of a piece
of wafer to taste the holy
ghost let alone feel him moving
me to do anything filled with apathy
of the meaningless meant for minions
forgiving their forgiveness to be blessed
may i suggest since thinking one day to be a
Franciscan monk
that one must speak
the unspeakable mind
and then maybe then you
may find the talkative and so
provocative words whispered in
your ear's mind that seem to be unkind
but everytime you pass a blooming rose take
the time and do not pass without smelling the Goddess
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Jeff Connelly
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