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When departure's song rears out of the deeps
in digital lands or in frail space
leopards leap in cages, light-years in a single second,
the overwhelming succession of populated mountains
me and your camera mouths on the gravel,
knocking against hedges trying to part
the veil of a sand palace in repelling light
garden snakes in the grass, your lap
the hissing of strange new waters
as if I were primitive man, you newscaster medusa,
larynx burned by passage in my ringed hallways
smoke and chemical
only catcalls pierce up, from pond waters
walls in the steam tattooed with world's slogans
the bridge is flipping like a rake
the othershore's creatures to an uproar
of all airport passageway, overlooking totally
love at the pretzel stand, marriage near
the ammo shop, laughing

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