a tale of the inner idolatry captives

it was the morning of desire
in the late cold evening
of the universe
knight-sill cave-hull
jelly grasshopper
mint and clovery knee candor

morning is the time
wood unit to captured satraps
that i would meet my old friend
for coffee and conversation
at one of the indoor-outdoor
patio cafe's that clustered
themselves between the park
and the cemetery
wood-unit smoke-berry / louvre'
captain capsize the outsize
petty rain depth conclusions

it was the morning of desire
when Jean-Jacques Rousseau and
Armand Hammer would meet this way
in the stomach cave of a sacred hippo
piloted by divine child Kolanthes
wearing the triple-atef or hemhem crown
betokened in a long garment
betokened with a scarab necklace
and grasping a bird (betokened) [on the left]
and with an ankh in his right hand
said qindja to qrnati in the stomach

of your mind

but there is no consensus
on interpretation
or on anything else
and no natural progression
or 'unfolding' and there is
every possibility that the name
of this stomach mind's
(music)

is chiefly
of foreign
origin

bell-maim
Hugues Sambin
jelly-grasshopper
black speaker columns
partheno-details
in the mild strange
afternoon


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