Mr. Doctor While on the surface Light and shade take turns And smile and tears And fair and ugly Saint and nasty And the monstrous Is just the different: Tiny crack in the globe's perfection Down there swarms excess: Where exception is the rule And the loathsome Spreads always Unexplored dimensions And sundry doors Open on the magma: The black holes In the terrible adventure Of each night Whose irrational daring Springs only From the ignorance Of danger The doors open wide And streams of unknown Flow into the sleep The unnameable Gave me the axe To lop off the head Sever the limbs Disguise coldly And throw away My brother Lights often keep secret hypnosis Sleeping down - There - In the dark "Undead is whoever Can wait eternally In ambush Ready to seize With the fangs'." Slowly the phantoms (Re)Ascend Creeping through The grey canals Silently riding The wings of reality The mischievous glance Speedily flares While pure and deranged My poor little sister I deflower; Or drive the red - My red - Soaking blade Into the boring beloved Old benefactress' heart And when the fog Starts to unreel And the obscure gulfs Are covered again As if nothing Had ever happened And yet the unaware people Smile at me raising their hats: "Mr. Doctor!". And when the open wide eyes Revisit Every damned Endless moment I set out Across the pebbles Worn out Laying my read I stare at the lights For the list time Two lights On the tracks --

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