Holding up a mirror towards the throne
Shows vulnerability of metronome
Inside this packed vacuum
A cold call to prayer is answered,
Man's cage estate
Is ruled by spectral council.
It states that a monochrome spectrum be
Painted on its spiderous avenues.
Oh! Unhygienic Archimedes &
His chronic ill logic,
They feed the drip -
A drip caught short,
Excising poetry from calendars,
Janus, Juno et al jilted,
Welcomed into hyperpurgatory,
That cold custody for the inverted.
Turn off the stars for there is no more space
For constellations left within this place.
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