" The phonic retribution lies in lustful grabing
plain-played are all woes in the rusted caves
In the artifice of loving in stage and staged glasses
the actress tilts her head in awed horrors.
All the phantoms come to consume
and dine in corpse-living cries
that gestate as wanton grievances
pampered still in the heart's walls
She is decided in the nets
He too follows on the swore
damned in the crucifix of all belongings
are the blatant definitions of 'you and I.'"
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