“Open your eyes, Thomas,” but since I returned, the landscape’s long changed
Since I’ve become us, ’tis dark, and joker laughs, and batman grunts,
Tis madness created gotham nights, batman and joker tongue-tied,
And he sees you by the Eildon tree, grew from a crack in the sidewalk
Where his head split open, wants to rest on your breast, a ferlie more than gotham
Gladly go with you, your heart take me, down a road beyond gotham we’ll follow
Joker, batman, and me, open the door, release us three, we’ll not here – there go
Take us into your love, catwoman, gotham follows as eyes open, my Eildon tree
Blessed Graffiti Poesy 
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