phliphoph they laid,
and where their angry
hoofpeds spattered, a
peace knot welled,
a sliphknoth gathered
torn in the mangled thighs
of the grasses, a thing-thyne,
a fleesh ruuine,
umbilical root skull
heavy like a sponge stone
blood-botched,
erapunctival
and phliphoph
like a sack
was murmured to
infinity as a gap
within its own silence
a strangling
and a shame
to shine more brightly
that thing sun
of memory
drooling tools
the fitting
conclusion
concussion
noise sucking knock
all phliphoph
all was
seer's weary la
diamond
chaos
harpoon's
cheap
elastic
leftover
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Irrony Observes The Earthing.