as we shall unemcumber the mercies,
lambswing from meadsbreath kimono,
endymion rich the garters hale,
snaked with fine care,
or loose to the gunwales
the trench poems
ripen'd w grain
weird black balloon head
stuck on
a torso calloused
by unhushed rain
riding inside the blush
where a pigeon
like dust
secretes a swift
short writing
of art
upon the darting
drawings whose
virtue and vice
are significantly
teamed
with a charbon
of omens
now less
chary to soulhealth's
chervil
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