--as small as a machine made out of words (WCW


The Righteous White Lilies are all in there --you sway to the right like a good line does? you asked me not to see me but why not? my look-at-you-sideways don’t cut it uh The way will be told in a Poem, see? It answers nothing to Authority It simply is what it was meant to be: Drouses when it awakens so early So small that no one knows what it Fathoms If there is thought, rhythm, action, or slant, but for Color most of all it was that I’d rather be a Painter go Figure than spun in the ether as a Feather across the vast expanse it sounds so Far

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