Sixty-eight state poppies.
A slobbering Madonna nods twice.
Till marshes resemble stanzas.
In darkness with no instructions.
A parody. Historicism's fatuity
Newly flared. In cuffs nickel slots.
Rub-on a little future,
Little worlds are images.
A Thursday humming will follow.
Fortune shows in a most common form.
In the lungs of a painting.
Through a six-gendered light wind.
Lisps of pride. Four square plains.
Thumbnail tins dimestore comb.
Appears as a vase.
earth's throat was sore.
Makes everything a horizon.
Fans spin out a revolution.
An hourglass instead of a lantern.
In cahoots with the future.
An entity round like wishes.
Upside down unscathed a journey
Tilts to the left.
with things poking out.
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