X-DAY 5 POEM

From: "Reverend Sinphaltimus Exmortus" <RevSExmortus@nyc.rr.com>
Newsgroups: alt.binaries.slack,alt.slack
Date: Fri, Jul 26, 2002 9:42 PM

It's the voice between, the empty thoughts in my head.
It's the sounds and whispers that I shed.
It's the noise that eminates from within
The slackful spirit that knows no sin.
A gleeful cheer at the play time hour.
A smash, a crash, and a 7 pedal-flower.
The vision unseen.
The friends far between.
The wandering lights of flourescent beams.
9 nights and 10 days.
Are all but a haze.
And the anti-slack monsters tried to have their ways.
This story not ended.
My neighbors, be-friended.
And all this time as my tool is mended.
Till one year has passed
This day comes at last.
To run, to frolic, to play in the grass.
I stand before you now
As I stood before you then.
and I am wondering how
this poem will end.
daydreams of X-Day
thoughts not gone astray
I fall to my kness and I prey
Dear Bob may it be
that I remain free
and live to the age that you want me to be.
By slack and by luck
and through many a fuck
I live on this planet of muck.
Having some fun
No place to run
Until the day that the saucers do come.
My prayers to Connie
I do solemly swear.
You must save my honey.
How you do it, I don't care.
I bow to your power
I bow to your might
To you I will cower
Against Connie I can't fight.
for I am SExmortus,
Sinplatypus,
Sinphaltimus,
RevSExM,
SexMort
or RevSin.
I am from FEDCOMS,
your empty thoughts and your sin.

Sincerely yours, forever Bob's,

The Reverend Sinphaltimus Exmortus
of the
First Ever Digital Church of Mind Slack
http://www.Digital-Church.com
A Totally Independent Clench of
The Church of the SubGenius
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AUSTIN, TX 78720-4206
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or die pink
or kill me
"Exterminate all rational thought" W.S.B.
16*2*!!

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