I once knew a man who planted seeds in his rectum
For reasons unfamiliar to me.
But one day he shouted, "Come here and inspect 'em!"
And I prayed there'd be little to see.
He undressed and bent over, all taut and exposed
And gave me a motion to start.
I went and knelt down, like when I'd proposed,
To meet with his roaring hot fart.
"I was going to warn
The weakness in my current form
Before the Utmost High,
Where none can bear His holy storm
Or see Him eye to eye,
There is seen a great mistake
Of thought in modern times:
The ignorance of what's at stake,
And what in deed are crimes.
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Reason's face in running hand
And fleeing mind in human land;
Where goes the dripping candle wax
When matter under splits with axe
To pathless ends of futurescapes
Of nothing but the Wrath of Grapes?
It sees the ends of all who die,
And sees the minds of all who lie;
Where goes the nectar bold and red
When dead are dying and dying dead,
Sinking deep in countless number
To the great forever-slumber?
This Human Land and Face of God
Are fully where these Men have trod;
Explain to minds Unthought, Unclean,
These things that humans cannot dream:
"I see all that I cannot see,
Yet it does not frighten me."
What is a mindset unwilling to heed?
What is a guide uncontrolling of steed?
What is a Saint who's unsaintly in deed?
What is a man who will hold to no creed?
Which way taketh Man if God does not lead?
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