And I dreamed I shook the most massive hand I had ever seen
Emerging eerily from a hand stitched diamond quilted silk vacuole
Bearing an enormous old fashioned knuckle-duster ring
And I seem to remember his pupils pinned as we shook hands
An instant of icy crystalline fear paralyzed my very soul
Angel Hearts Louis Cypher eating the Man/Egg Mickey
Something in a language I no longer allow myself to speak
In diamond chips sans-serif capitals your ass is mine
I knew the second he let go of my hand that I was forever changed
A certain hyena like asymmetrical quality in his unseeing eyes
Assurance that there would be no death prior to maceration
Persona non grata casper milquetoast personification preferred
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