Neither knave nor jar nor rust colored
nor transparent but burnt umber!
And the curtain to its sea shell
and among the roots the noble one.
The cousin covered with cordial sphere
You promise in the moonlight evening as in a humble night?
Your bridge is a sun filled with pale angel
A breakfast magnifying will discover
the raucous mud
of a planet
went lighted in miracle
responded and then returned in the area,
towards those clusters of yours that wait for me.