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The Future of All is Here Unlocked
Written on New Year’s Eve 1983 — my 18th birthday
Stars are shining gloomy’s the night
Renown writers display foresight
Light will alter the stars for now
The next calendars’ mysteries unfold.
Satin sheets pink and gold
Woolly sheep on crumbling rocks
Bundles of ribbons and bright feather mold
Blood trickles slowly from old wheezing clocks
The future of all is here unlocked.
Into the sky stars veiled by mist
Hundreds of days have made many run
Some were wicked and wrung the mind’s wrists
Many ambiguous understood just by few
The future of all is here unlocked.
Pink satin slippers and black silk tights
TV’s deaden ballerina’s mind
Pretty dog sleeping into the night
The tooth is found and truth unwinds
The future of all is here unlocked.
Now Tennessee Williams is cold as corpse’s hands
Blanch and Stella still argue but dream
Gleaming in darkness’ eyes is a man
Bloodshot…
