Standing in the middle of all time
Ghosts and maharajas stare
We maintain tunes
Cartoons
The midday limbers
Like painted cake
Are you well?
Did you eat?
These twisted bases
are all alike
and all wrong
so I like them all
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all my winged things: birds, words always seem to happen only in momentous mystery their maps ghostly with emptiness layered on unknown and ...
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