Absent-minded
Our thoughtfuless days
Sat at sure controls
and played indolently
Slowly downwards in remote
Subterranean shaft
s diamond-tipped
drill point crept closer
to residual chaos to
rare artesian hatred
that once squirted warm
Blood in God's face
Confirming his first
disappointment in Eden
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