Mans time now -past
the path of his arrival
perhaps, a departure
treading is dense
calling c...
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Mans time now -past
the path of his arrival
perhaps, a departure
treading is dense
calling cacophony beguiles
Deafening.
Now they arrive, these Suns
Yami dipped probably soaked
liquid glister’s
shines, purifies -rising
grounds of intelligence
red and burning, wish like
fiery Intent spreads her arch.
The invisible makes visible
In their measure
the here in yonder shines.
Three are its face -this fire
the fourth disappeared
poets like a bitch
followed its scent
Men of science search in vain
Its self expression.
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good one
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