Oh Joyous Tunnel

Oh Joyous tunnel

Dark membrane matter

Of anti-purpose

Consume thyself

As blood thins to wine

And brambles sting

This scalp o’ mine

As Jesus wino

Blesses another altar boy

On the backstreets of

Your home

Where once I was thrown out

To make way

For more of the same

Malignant paranoid makes you wayward

But a darkened dismembered

Brain shouldn’t matter in

This joyous tunnel

Of mine

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