The up north mortals conjure a new portal of power with a new throttle.
Down in the south horizons close , coming like a landslide down a mountain.
Experts resupply the over-supplied and dis the desperate standing in the rain sipping the abyss in a bottle.
Certain that this is curtains.
Hegemony of the facilitators wedged between hallelujah to you, and the edge of the American way of doing the dark ages.
Biting bullets bitterer than Hitler in the bunker taking the pledge to stay away from beerhall rages.
Out in the garden a rubble harvest for the bubble farmers.
Conceptual corn to corner the market.
The bounty barren but wearing armour
To reduce the risk of being a terrorist target.
In this little corner of the cartoon
they're melting down memories of the ruins.
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