In the waters
Beauty glides
In the waters
Draws in tides
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Depression
made up hiccup words
so I hiccupped
words
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woman
of the wrinkled brows
perplexed
confused
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Petty light
In my beauty’s eyes
Playing
In the her love shrine
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The Figure of a Priest
with purple surplice
funereal
wandered in the heavens
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By sensing our ways
Groping and
Scuffling
Hoarding and
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‘O let me tell you, ’
Said the old white beard
And he sighed
And he groaned
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To dissolve into the night air
Is the course that bests befits now;
Clear is the night
And from below
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