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Through the neon vines
Another light leaks into early limbo of the hour in Victorialand
Sleep is ruptured by a formless non-human
A wave of mad erotic endless shape shifting
We lean on the stairs like two greasers and watch it dance
Mouth gasping with a drooping cigarette
Diana I lay down before you full of broken teeth
Diana my body only exists in the night
Diana I am pushing my palm into my face as far as it will go