and bending in air
each link is a painted portal
through stunned clouds
to blue playful bodies
over rutted crests
of cemetery hills
mushrooms blooming
from the footsteps
of the devils of the dawn
blankets of leaves
arrange a crux around
my phosphorescent torso
root's poison pulsing every branch
sap lit with oil of caverns
egg's map of the deathless depths.
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