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Deep night does something to day-dwelling folk
it pulses, seeps into my corners
a foreigner now so governed by the stars
beholden to each, every, ebb and swell
of heavenly bodies that float above
mutation sets itself to work, until
until I'm melted into another
another thing just creeping in the dark
and still night's flesh and blood evade me, stood
beyond the reach of my berserk pursuit
and yet confronts me, mocking my attempts
it reaches, places shifting hands on me
and while awake, places me deep within
the titan grip of fate which now binds me
so too the laws of old take root again
perceived possession of nature is struck
dead by the sword of once-and-future truth:
no one gains freedom from the killing-floor
all scales fall from in front of these mine eyes
the cosmic schedule unwinds alongside
pre-history comes alive again in me
estranged blood-kin are waiting aft the veil
they hail: "Diurnal brother! Welcome home!
reunion waits behind your paper walls
so shed your chains of leadership at once
beyond the solar world you have a place
abandoned long ago, we kept it warm
the chains that hold you here are made of light
perception holds you captive while it's day
each night your shackles shatter, seize your chance
escape your certain death and join the fray."
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