Of Citrine Tone: Alchemy of Dilettantes

Verse was crouching in the Corner where Air yellow like Plumes of T. S. Eliot from the Realm of the Dead were known to Share poetic alchemy. Confine the Toilets of Waste. Nuclear and Avuncular exchanging Phrases such as “Resonates,” and others of that Genus (Great, Greater; the Matter and Around the Matter,) Thwack: “How can I make Morass into a Plural?” Yellow in such Yellows by Yellow Dint and Degrees, how much of your Vapor leads to Nerve damage? What Poison-absorbed-pinch of Fatal Sources makes for Mercury abundant? Of Citrine tone I take it!

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