A talk with Dragons

Haha! What is this reality conjures up in front of me? This very sight in front of me a scene through some eyes Stuck on the causal plane each scene populated obscenely But with a scent of instinct rises in the face of sense lust arises Lust a gem's luster twin of anguish Mother, Father, Pleasure, Pain Universally in climax finds the drama The stretching accommodations of things In things in things What conjures once conjures again Oh lo and woe to thee What bizarre phantom automatons are these? This summoning of beings unto beings on reality of plane He before all things who moved structure To summon these apparitions verily. They come forth into this space of what I see.

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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