I'll try not to say apostate, tho apostasy might pimp the ride.
Not saying goodbye to all prostates, just the one that's rotten inside.
The quest to change the world's been delegated to transgression;
The money shots were caught on tape for posterity or confession.
These fields were always fallow, yet always yielded more to find;
There's neither need to salt the earth nor leave it all behind.
by Tom
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