Wrecked upon the shores of night
The moaning hulks of wrong and right
Chaos
Order of the disordered day
Casts reason into disarray
Antiworlds and otherlife
Rhyme nor reason rife

Ravers
Ranters
Gregorian chanters
You are the fly in my ointment
The demon in my skyward prayers.

I might take
The giddy leap
From madness
To eternal sleep
This morning with it brings
A bent for dark imaginings
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