timeless moments hour

Urchins Song.
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something in
it's
odd head snapped;

till
Light Became
A
Hobos' Myth

Few Urchins
Would
Embrace.

but take me there
unto


that
place where sense
can
yet be made!

(of
lives
which make
no
Sense.)

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my thoughts
are
numbly slashed
to
secrets;


then
pimped out by
a
hateful mouth
that
sees all words
as
whores.

pray for me
thus in
My Timeless
Moments
Hour!

(but
love's clock
shall
tick no more.)

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In Youth I'd
Never
Have Believed


theres nothing
worth
Believing;

(so
tender was That
Lonesome
Kid Who Fed
To
Swine His Heart!)

yet
Martyred Now
I

stand
deceived

and
conceiving in
the
Dark!

(new ways
to thus depart.)

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something in
it's
grim head snaps;

(with a popping
sounds which mocks
my misery.)

as
evil urchins
chide,

and
Laugh!

(from a
Pit which
spans eternity.)

j.stephen.h