The Earth does not spin – It is spun From man’s modded gait – racing away Past yawning Day’s red Rorschach shades On a fleeting chase Flat out, with no time to waste “Lo! You there, enlivened! Through your movements you do excel And likewise impress How deftly you have come so far How much further you may go Sometimes you will stop and rest And I will pull you from the ground “Dæmon! Why do you follow? I am happy of myself! With my own drive, I excel With ease, I match my fellows! “Impudent boy! Your smirk will soon be empty Your mind, occupied – You will fall And I will pull you from the ground Along for the ride There all the while In spent lungs and slacking veins, Mid almighty air, there is no refrain The oncoming course is daunting But so are the graves I ride beyond each day “You, boy! How do you feel o’er highest hill?” “Clearly ill For your game is not real!” “Such a pallor in so much hue Here I am, pale hands before you” With spent lungs and slacking veins, From absolute air, I cannot abstain By what awesome means should I succeed? In a contest of speed between myth and me “Boy, this is not a game There are no rules “Shit witness witness attest! strength in pain laid open bones gaping wildness shone delight and in death witness obsess out of respect through the dissent congested breaths fresh leather such mess witness detest myselve is halved alas, the unsound thoughts divine their counterparts so remember me now at last intrinsic Look on Witness all, redone …
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