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There is a joy that banishes all
reason, An ecstasy so vast it has no shore, A craving that devours all decision, A lust for nothingness that lusts for more. There are angels in pursuit of pain Who take Satanic pride in degradation, Who'll drag you down the hill and back again Hosanna-ing your sweet humiliation. Just like a fire fanned by a hot, dry wind, Or like a flood that sweeps away all will, This wall of pleasure leaves no one behind, No sign of life where all one loves lies still. So does the soul in anguish hate the joy That soothes the hate that does the soul destroy. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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