Introductory Text
The Poetic Narratives[]
How The Flesh Dances and How The Flesh Plays[]
The Poetic Narratives Part 01
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How The Flesh Dances And How The Flesh Plays
How the flesh toils and spins through its days
See the flesh happy and strapping and young
See the flesh sagging and dragging and glum
Sssssshhhhh....
Hear now the giggling
See shadows grow
Step down the hallway
Each door aglow
Watch now the ceiling
Sweet cradle rocks
Who made these puppets?
Who made this clock?
Ancient hand on the cradle
Withered lips form a song
Golden wheels spinning backward
Withered hand becomes young
The hands can spin
Spin then slow
The clock is wound afresh
But is the key
Turned this time
By fingers made of flesh?
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