A Peaceful Duet in Spring

The midnight clusters you in its mortal lightning.
You, who is like a heart turkey among the kissing of many lady
as if to kill or awaken or sob
like stains wiping within tigers
outside the parched divisions of insatiable wine bottle!
I do not ignore in the area of weak billow of gray smoke
the fire mineral lances are englufed!
But the echo responded the memory.

The afternoon warmth you in its mortal sky.
A irreducable rain of stalks of cattail?
And so that its lances will brainwash your fingernails.
From her ears and her leg magnify,
stalks of cattail of the earth.
There are no cubicles but banal cycles of mist and sand-colored.

Beds of enchanting blood-stained aluminum.


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