crazed enemies
go plunging over the impacted cliffs
moon's molar champions
beneath a soaring playground
deep in galactic trees
the decks of paradise Androidea
a nude throng and their pagan clench
high pools on the levels of chessboards
stirring with a glittery peacock lash
dorm's rack and theater,
where the crucifix is altered in cellophane
the night sweats of wrong doctors
elms fallen of a ghostly street
in cage after cage proceeding
from gladness, from the ministry
of wire.
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