A jade dragon by the door the saffron full-moon stares on. But they argue and bathe in sorrows not mending the ragged cuts of self-pity. "O cruel world, why have you kicked me again?" as the fat pig wallows in its own filth and excrement. Among them, the adversary gets a jealous sacrifice sighing it up with tears to the sanctuary. Thus the ritual is repeated, even sought for & insensibility accounts for these twisted facts. How easily carnal fantasies disengage --like the companion in one ear whispering: "For love I do this for you, only for you, for you my one and only." Yeah, right. Taste a switch & the button, perceive the plasticized flesh. Like a hungry canine, the antler fetched jaw-clamping it in lipped teeth-- Before the altar, "Nevermore" is repeated avowedly A figment of imagination? .. No, it continued, Cast from heaven for conceiving beds of pain, the chains argue aloud, but few ever learn. The end is the finale & indeed, the inception of the future.