Worlds Move Anti-Clockwise The Whole Hog…
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Mark Heathcote
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God is a window into your soul
He is a pecking bird at your sash frame
The one Platonically, singing your name.
The one solarizing… in you (extol…)
Everybody’s essence is retrograde.
All Religions are a box of frogs…
Worlds move anti-clockwise the whole hog…
Around your own internal suns… weighed.
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