syllogism ghosts
about outside while i was yawning
i yawned-some lightning struck
and broke the covenant recepticle
with just a fractured second
as i had a cup of tea
the hills dead all had
risen ghastly terror frozen
horrid hunger ridden
a bowel hung out to trip on
the gaze came out
the mirror/nothing miserable
given fire was falling down from heaven
and only one star was shinng
deep inside the unforgiving
then the sudden stillness
came on
as if a sea
had shaken
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