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I'M A Black Face
(2034 AD / New Orleans)

I'M A Black Face

Poem By Fang

I'm a black face bloody hound hate hating
Never through with destruction.
I shiver on fire - then moonlight.
They call me Poet of Doom
Prophet o' Disintegration
Cause I read handwriting on the walls.
My waxy storm, life-blunting blood-rite
Is millions of years old.
We trod up the stairs
But the Furies call all the shots
From that pot of gold
The cell.

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