message: mess for an age

 

i’m stuck
between
the two
unproven
premises
of logic

i’ve heard
the preacher
and his coax
of science

i drink
and therefore
fuck
the whore
of faith

my delicate
finger
is up the
annals
of art

with no
respite
i know
no
value

the
things
we
pretend
to know

in the sperm
of time

 

 

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