Spine of bridges, bolts
machines inverted
over grey pale tar
sand bridges
ant-head human hooked
Boats below dried up like
swelling symbol of faith
smiling gold beard man
his one dome far apart
floating on silver bellied fish
Take Leap!
Take Leap!
Make Faith!
Make Reason!
Dragging stations towards
destinations
of green tar
green dust
Swell! Swell!
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