Amid Tight Secrecy I Came

Amid tight secrecy I came
Like when I kissed one of your outposts-
Abscess guard posts,
Terribleness you will never know.

Amid tight secrecy, in the hall
The priest eats his fly meal,
On pikes Rock And Tar heads still sing guiding us down the Styx
Feedback flashback fatback pinned to razor crags slick with
Hero platelets binding the once agreeable to the agreement.

Amid tight secrecy, walking on the ball
Spinning below-
I can keep up
And later on the altar,
I'll allow my true intentions to show
You up

Among loosened insecurities
Rich strumpets burn on spikes.
Crumpet crumbles on my chest,
This bed is full of crumbs and I shall shake them off.
Fleas for my Circus.