JandekReal Afternoons

There’s only one altar That’s the refrigerator Where you keep your food Whether you slaughter human, animal, or grapes It’s your altar The table for your food Devour God’s knowledge At your altar In your food you eat Build your blocks to stand up Straight and erect Skank, you skank Leave I got away after you left Now I’m gone, don’t see me Forget and go on somewhere I forgot now I’m free I ain’t going back to no mystery These afternoons are real
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