Ish the Stomach

Fun House Facade Or: The Virtue and Catharsis Charlatans Provide

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In the worlds oldest book of rules The oldest rule in the book Is the one who writes the rules in the book Is bound to change em if and when the fool doesn't look It's a school for the shook Crooked weigh down twisted cobble stoned riddler Rooftop dawned a fiddler Alfred Prufrock, huffing whiteout, with more coverage, than a Manitoba blizzard Zombie shambles over fissures random housing wizards Moused his pupil by the gizzard Memento mori meant his mentee died then he Lazarus-ised At the bidding of a parliament of lizards Antagonists regalia reciting hero's gospel Impostor got the hostages, they're caught up in the hostel Nostrils flared, incensed, eyes widened No patrolin' round this constable Bar-stools-scare friends, spies hiding Broken stolen found impossible Bound to be unconscionable Ides of March upon the leaves she's reading tea inside her ramen bowl Prognosticate, say your soothing sermons Settle in with metal wings supplied by mostly vermin He thinks he's Johnny Carson, bout to go and get a turban Calm alarmed for arson, tossed preponderance of words in Spawning charmed guitar strings, lost a promise where the nerve singed Pubic mons, druid fawns, Nostradamus virgin Spermling and bailed 3 rings pop a tent above acrobats enacting accountability rites The greatest show this side of eukaryotic rabble rousing fights It's lessons of the senseless and the rules for taking flight Lift, atmosphere, thrust, equate save Daedalus light Trust knowledge and anguish Pass guidance of flames lit Spark Prometheus shame fit Ancient glyphs stream shift Seduce the ebbing of the night Seduce the ebbing of the night Seduce the ebbing Victory of Pestilence, War, Famine, Death Cybele, Lilith, Eve, Salome, Delilah, Beth Bless the feminine side before you take another step Or does that monkey on your back keep you bridled by your breath Does it stir up such a feeling in the center of your chest To raise a crop unburdened by the oxen struggle 'gainst the stress Cracking yokes this revolution re-contextualizes chess The game of lords and feuding emperors who joust with verbal jests Smoke of canon fire drifts to rest inside her crystal ball Gypsy hums eclipsing visions of a tower and its fall Narcissus scrying past the surface self reflection Foisting a connection Source cognitive impairment Tension deficit discretion Method throwing wheel's fortune Verse, verb intention Hang your hero by the ankle hinged Immaculate deception Coin, sword, wand, cup Map mist and cull direction Compass rose denying north To plot a course you need a source Origin unknown performs Where the augur fails to mention Scales blindly balancing the temperament she stepped in The cold read of her confidence slick with serpent oil Suspending disbelief for spectacle there's value in the toil The cold read of her confidence is slicked with serpent oil Suspend disbelief for spectacle find value in the toil
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