Saturday, October 7, 2017

An Epiklisi for the First Sabbath

The birth was come
The birth was 
A blazing window coasts
A granite city passes
The earth must hum
The earth must
A roast potato on the hearth
...It sweats
Alone on the train
The night shudders backwards
Stews, tea...
Tear the note atop its aura
Some trumpet
Muh! Some trumpet
The triple cymbals 
Crash and thrum
Slum bisque, culprits hate:
Mirth, Dance, Art
 Sultry, but...
Muck-sultry, but...

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