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And that's people with really grody swaggy class action psychedelics have to be allowed a dope politic about it....and that meta terrorism is such a crank
Up here the water braids a dirty white
Tinted with blonde from God knows what leached in,
The limestone slowly pushes through the skin
Investigating rediscovered light.
Downstream, into the future, where we came,
The walls are brittle, carried, veined with trees,
The silver-spittle symptoms of disease
Accumulate; the impulse breaks its frame,
Each strand a bright-edged darkness, immolates
Upon the rocks in spume, uncovering
The sun’s duplicity – the pure outfiling
Of light is scattered in particular states,
Into its greasy spectrum. Slipping down,
The river combs its current smooth again
Through spatulate ledges where the shallows stain
Into green shadows, leafy, overgrown.
It turns to stillness, fondled by the sun
Once more; that breeder in mortality
Will undertake its motion from the sea.
At any point the circle has begun,
The past returns to an unaccustomed place,
The imperceptible present slides away
Held by the surface tension of each day,
Where it runs clear we see a stony face