waggling gypsy
moth baby concrete
poetry forgives the island
whose reception is shaped
Toulouse Mantilla
a soul's loot all
ittish wit names
herd connected by chime yoke
dress up
fess up
your wind drag
guarding surdish abs
the distorted
cobra festooned
skeleton kite gondola staircase
whose perilous journey
is random
the motion of the mates
yet the path
no petty accident's
brave unadorned
artifice
we move in corkscrew water tunnels
toward each unspeakable integerm
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