Lampshade Sputters On

Behind the lecherous idolatrous lectern
Where waxen faced effigy reads scripted profane bytes
Witches two sit, ceremonially masked
One an ancient, corrupt crone
Two a cackling hybrid of human and hyena
Occasionally rising to applaud the platitudes of Mr. Tussauds
Who appears to be eternally melting into a Dantesque Purgatorio
Perpetually reanimated by Dr. No




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Written on 2021-04-29 at 23:31

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