Preparing for not preparing
Impoverished theogony the poor
Are humming we are the world
Again in the ears of prosody
What would have been and the
Undead what do they want with
Us matter passes through min-
erals proteins gelatin like
Some kind of plan moved from
Site to site so we were what
Was left fucked-up by concepts
Refusing to develop in this
Interval what would have been
Bends our organs twists a sky
They can't see no place to
Put us in only time this is
The work left to do songs di-
vise back-up plans power some
System uncaptured in your eyes
Subject to a see-through dirt.
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