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the shoemaker's heart bursts
... faery-mites beat his mind
on a golden last
the drunk's liver
appeared to him in a dream ...
no revelations there
inside a maroon room
the mind of Mark Rothko
trapped in pure freedom
his cassock starched
with clay ... Karol Wojtyla
sounded the grass kazoo
eels squirming
in the gunk of his eye ...
Cyclops foresaw a Monday
a perfect fit …
the selkie-skin coat
wears its owner
three-piece suits
of woven grass ... Revenue traps
the magic heifer
held in the lung balloon
at Smoke Tower ... no prince
can master the stairs
the grey teeth
of the blue lord ...
death doesn't shine
shell-maze ...
all the configurations of place
the tortoise is at once
the vagina
of the swamp hag ...
snipe rise up from the wet
a deeper grain
in the darkness ... the sandman
tries us on all at once
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John W
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