Beginning Kneels Before The End

It's grim at the rim of the day
The night was all trim all limb
All scrim and whim and dim

Garrulousness gravitates just up enough
Regurgitation benign and necessary

Spartan mountains offer their spears
To spread magic words from one rectangle
To another wrecked angle

As buildings go, this rubble's pretty sturdy
Give it a kick and if it hurts
You know those rocks were broken
To stand up to kicks

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