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O night! Thou art darker than any night
and I saw a heart darker than you...
and I screamed at that heart
and I cried on that heart
and I knocked on [the gates of] that heart...
yet the heart had a gate made of steel
and my efforts did naught...
and I saw a whip, hard and long and the hand that held it,
and the hand rose higher and the whip went higher and the whip
coiled and writhed like a serpent...
So there was flesh under the whip
and whip on the flesh...
A new word 'viperliscious' comes to mind - not to mention shades of coincidence with having heard the song "Heart-Shaped Box" for the first time in ages a couple mornings ago on a long drive from grandchildren to home....