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Carmine

Michael Schulte, Fewjar
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And a pair of glassy eyes now peer What lies beyond its ashlar bare feet Holding its arms straight up, sealed by its bony ribs Crystalline grains spinning round its feet Right by its soul Enlighted, half-occurring The vision of a fallacy, it's gazing at itself And it's keeping on bleeding It's keeping on dripping It's keeping on bleeding It's keeping on dripping It's keeping on bleeding It's keeping on dripping It's keeping on bleeding And in its delirium its fallacy Turned out to be real, what it sees Across the desert or shore, the giant steels And as steps added to their sharp double shapes still Curved and ripped specular surface A million distorted identities Right by its soul Enlighted, half-occurring The vision of a fallacy, it's gazing at itself And it's keeping on bleeding It's keeping on dripping It's keeping on bleeding It's keeping on dripping It's keeping on bleeding It's keeping on dripping It's keeping on bleeding And in its delirium its fallacy Could that be what I was born as, truly?