I carry my prison head
on a decreasing stick.
Dreams rainbow out of it
like radiation. Light's window
lays its movement all over me.
The muffled birth becomes
a cavern. The muffled train
becomes a man's eyes.
on a decreasing stick.
Dreams rainbow out of it
like radiation. Light's window
lays its movement all over me.
The muffled birth becomes
a cavern. The muffled train
becomes a man's eyes.
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