I'm going to reach up
from the porous forest
and get taller. sail, ascend
past the peacock pleasures of pride
and sloppy, single sloths
apocalypse cocks
holy tounges
grasping rungs
herod, you decadent dandy
you fatass
you don't have shit on me
gilded gold wings, wants waning
perfect ascension
bag the dove on my way up
bang a divine u-turn
then I'll be
so high
unseen
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