Club Apotheosis

(H.I.M.N.L.)
Notes from before
The shantytown
The desert
Drawn passed
Formidable impressions
Corner forming opponents
Colluding
In basements
Cavort
Sinister impresarios
Pass the metallic admission
Auditory turnstiles
Squeak
The collusion
Accept the charge
Pale hands merge
In time with the darkness
Hours before the dawn
The pit drawn back
Magnetized against the humans
Huddling in family heat
Under napalm advertisements
On vacation where they wanted to be smiling
Behind you
From the tar pit
You turn corners into the tarmac
Tethered
To a slope
A key
Climb at forty-five degrees
Arc
A fence
A gradient
A clearing
Enter club apotheosis
You come inside and you put your drink way down
A bartender approaching says the time is now
You stare at a watch-face where there is no fixed point
In between the walls of the sound
Crystalline structures are lost in the narrative
Bumping strangers
You wave
Slight recognition
Exit
Into the cellulite town
Shanty
Press the button
Metal causeways rise
Below wires
Strangers
Talk secretly
Passing pamphlets
Descending to new lows
Enter the pit of blackness
The hawk-eyes
The slow
Stopping wind
Embraces your accosted shock movement
Beneath
The fat leg of the cellulite
It is the beast
It is a vegas transaction
Celluloid films
Passing transplants
Transact gold fixed eyes
Outraged addiction
And in addition profits
Prophets underground boot-sole of steam machine
The city vents
Circumlocute the city
Enter around clear corners a purist
At club apotheosis
The rich cannot get though the eye of the needle
Or what does anyone have when he closes his eyes?
If not wisdom which is why admission is only open to the wise
In the club of the sky
You can look down and gauge a ratio of all below
Understanding time… and destiny
Proceed towards the counter
And upon your dissension
Parallel angels have a stranglehold upon the truth filter
Evangelic wildernesses plague the atmosphere in city
Megaphone phlegm
With sore throats of hypnotism
Approach counter-doctrines
Indoctrinating
Black fallacies exchange
Increase the dissention
Slope
The air grows dense in begging the seasons
Bringing rotten fish
Slumping merchants
Challenging you
Channeling unsafe trains escape
The handle on the briefcase
Are the fish fresh?
Tenacious touch
No trust could enter here
Fear kings
Huddle in inappropriate meetings
Feeling bats
Bite your style
Stealing your hygiene hustle
Outside the skin of the perimeter
A young boy unfamiliar with the world’s denseness
Sits back and defenselessly
Dreams
A world of his own
We dive down underground
The dew drips down the eye of the needle
Glass is heated and cooled when he closes his eyes
A transparency
Between wisdom and vulnerability
Suspended in the sky
Underground
Through the eye of the needle
The philosophers stone when he closes his eyes
Circulation
Feeling state
Dissolving into water
Suspended in the sky
Circulatio
Underground
The black land appears when he closes his eyes
Upon wisdom which is why admission
Is only open to the wise in the club of the sun
Underground
Through the eye of the needle
Circulation cools when he closes his eyes
Feeling state
Dissolving into water
Suspended in the sun
The sky
The dew drips down the eye of the needle…
Glass is heated and cooled when he closes his eyes
A transparency
Between wisdom and vulnerability
Suspended in the sky
Underground
Through the eye of the needle
The philosophers stone when he closes his eyes
Circulation
Feeling state
Dissolving into water
Suspended in the sky
Circulatio
Underground
The black land appears when he closes his eyes
Upon wisdom which is why admission
Is only open to the wise in the club of the sun
Underground
Through the eye of the needle
Circulation cools when he closes his eyes
Feeling state
Dissolving into water
Suspended in the sun
The sky
The dew drips down the eye of the needle…