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There we went with the letters of our names flailing
into darkness, eternity was told to sit down
in front of the choir
we tore a waltz like silt through paper
out of the eon dragged air
bestilled for tooth shaped caves
where the eras of famous history
collapse into rag ferns
and burnt pussywillow
here the apples fell all
in the same spot one
after the other.
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