The Singing Detective
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Who knows?
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lt's just one word
after another.

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That's where all the problems
of the world start:

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the next goddamn word.
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lt's not incriminating.
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What isn't?
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Telling me what you
would prefer to write.

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l would like to have praised
a loving God

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and all His Loving Creation...
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Yes.
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...and to have seen...
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hosts of translucent angels
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ascending spinning shafts
of golden light

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to the deep blue caverns
of heaven.

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Hell, they'd all have
these massive titties,

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wouldn't they?
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Well, here's one part here
that doesn't seem to... fit in

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with the rest.
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Here it is.
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''Mouth sucking,
wet and slack at mouth,

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''tongue chafing against tongue,
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''limb thrusting
upon limb...

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skin rubbing at skin.''
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Hmm... ''Faces contort and
stretch into a helpless leer,

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''organs spurt out smelly stains
and sticky betrayals.

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''This is the sweaty farce
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out of which we are
brought into being...''

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Okay, okay, enough.
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''We are implicated
without choice

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''in the slippery catastrophe
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''of copulations that spatter us
into existence.

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Okay!
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''We are spat
out of fevered loins.

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Okay.
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''We are the by-blows
of grunts and pantings

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''in a rumpled and
creaking bed.

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Shut up, you
sadistic quack!


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