the riding accident

what clouds to study science fail
under sardanapalus
we are forced to view
this painting this gorvernment
this sardonic polis or
demonic chalcedony
the night lives no stars out
I loved géricault
returned from brilliant monomania
others mean and displayed in the stay
in england or virginia swamps
cool and beat narrow to listening
upon the spinal tumor the future
was and wero- arrow radio and the food
for souls on the perimeter
of egyptian Hall in brightly feathered
crowds they exhibition
hearts organs monomania
this painting of our government
were are exceptional to overdetermine
upset the raft and be turned into stone
forever though that knot ends it
however stain the missing 5 fingers
or portraits they stains
is polis demonic about the complications
we are slow of constructed pyramids
the silences and sciences
now is the masterpiece language
of the ages too soon
too late time spoken by itself
and into our mouths which feed it
listen to the clouds of constable
we have empathy for the clouds
for they in certain resurrect
the shifting contour of our savior
that chest
that tasselled monomania
the fluency of its shifting form
our science
our medallion has no shine to it
beautiful delusions long thickened
the fingers gone now
from its once romantic hand
and replaced with
imbroglio


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