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up in the asylum on the temple of the couch I was a witness to immaculate tv I will pray unto Laverne and Shirley one last time before the supernova bleaches me will they measure mars in acres will we finally meet our makers will Lucifer laugh until he cries on the great red plains of mars underneath the same old stars a trillion miles run and still I cannot hide with the frontier all surveyed and the buffalo put away I wondered what remains with every mountain logged thus and every field farmed into dust I guess we ought to go and put the sky in chains things determined are in motion by some preternatural notion how could it be no one consulted me oh I must of missed the meeting the interdimensional committee though I must say I'm not insulted in the least on that billion light-year frigate I said toss me over dig it I am running from a ruthless jealous god you don't know what wrath is mateys never lived ye through the 80's the war was cold but the cocaine hit the spot when they set the pole in concrete and unfurl man's ragged longing and the banner of accomplishment is raised o'er the wasteland red as hell I will wonder, wonder well who in space is left to blame for my malaise? photography - Hannah Hall