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Honeycoma

from Sup by Theophagus

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a town away there's an assemblage
for sons and daughters of the spawn
out of the car onto the lawn
came anonymous through the hedge
their mates remind me of a day
and of the Circle of Duekanka
I know that there's a sparkless Lanka
doing business somewhere in the USA
the doldrums always looked inviting
but Honeycoma's never winning
you say "what is just the beginning?"
but your sinning doesn't pay for concert lighting
El Bee for balladry is trite
but that don't stop the metal suckers
a peer group full of motherfuckers
kickin' paradox and givin' me the slight
"the wind blew cold and then blew colder",
attested by his dirty bitches
he needed five-and-thirty stitches
he was found face-down and senseless in the shoulder
I went to yellow twenty-three and paid to have my sickness purged
I was still sick when I emerged but anonymous returned surprisingly
and so the Ghost and I were ice, and for a moment I was torn
but my amigo Nattaporn gave the soft-sell that demanded double-price
and if the moral is not clear, just think that if you were involved
you'd still not have the riddle solved
so don't furrow nothin', go to sleep my dear.
the Ghost and Nattaporn live on
anonymous returned to spawn
Duekanka Circle--MIA
and Honeycoma's gone away

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from Sup, released July 4, 2017

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