a mild facination for a backward spun loop
a corsette brought forth from the crevice of mid-afternoon
a single, indivisable, ray of light
a formulation form'd from the alchemists bend'd mind
a sunday waving colour advancing in divisions
brought forth from the ranks of wing'd seperation
a blessed price, here givith, called the unknown
sings from the core of juipter as blood drips, precise, upon the stone
fragments once clung to tattered sleep
now awaken wide into there imagened dreams
all who longed: are now filled to the brim
of this, our perplexed spin
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