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Last night I awoke up from a dream
Came face to face with my face
Facing the tombstone teeth of a man called Chiklets
He came down through the ages
With the desperate beauty of a middleweight boxer
Came beating the force field with elegant grace
Trying to get a perfect grip
There was no absolute grip
He was in a sail boat
A glass bottom boat
The bottom of a boat
He was coming down through the ages
Sea molten sea spilling down the tube
The spiny eye of the village
The spinal eye of the victim
The spiny eye like a question mark hovering over him
What do you want
What do you want from him
Down on a dream
Too much unexplained
What do you think
Do you think there was an actual connection
I can't imagine a connection
Going down there I can't imagine any connection at all
A boxing ring with gold ropes
Soft desperate karat top
Spinning and coming down through the ages 41 BC

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