Burning with heresies
and superstitions hurled
from the eyes like
bullets made of rubies.

Smoky vapor of incandescent desire
flying hither like a bat with a zither,
supremely offering the talents
of a world gone totally mad.

Laughter, laughter, laughter
in the night!

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