October 26th - 5:48 p.m.
Embassies clean out
A horse upon
the dust spreads
the dismal traffic
to childhood
with blight little lambs
The chartered fruit leads valiant
before palsied strikes
made cloth coats
grassy
The same surnames
alternative bitten faces
and the sober altar
standing
The sun flow
predicts a midnight
an angel of death
looks down upon the
mold
of tomorrow
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The State is to remain high
silent
Variant specimens
of the corresponding
halves
prop up
on marriage-hearse boats
street carts
and summer's wide berths
on the sweet vinegar river
Butter the ruin
with towers
and round girdled walls
where ages and hours
once too late
are taken far from the honeydew lights
and life's fire
The night shall pass the fool
and
remove all doubt
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