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Rebels In The Night
all stars are songs
rebelling against the night
singing silver piercing swords
and pentacles reaching outward
grasping for pleasure of being
some celebration
luna tic toc tic toc
such is the rhythm
the pulsation of leisure
stoned attuned
a hypnotic trance traces
the existence of the mind
the soul clutching onto itself
all stars create
they even procreate
rebelling against the night
listen hear the midnight hour
tic toc of stellar collisions
confidants of a conspiracy
rebels in the night
stoned ejaculation pulsating
in worn black leather amid
sky-reaching monuments
solidly erect and stretching
through thirsty thick clouds
rebelling against the night
in a silver cup romance
stars of rebellion
felicitous mutineers
electric eruptions flash
erotic frames towering
naked in full control
rebelling against the night
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