nectar of poison flowers
loud
straight
erect
lover
of
night
stars
fleeting be the hours
'the night how much
I mention' said the Poet Seer
Will you subscribe
to a civilization of the night?
The bells are tinkling as of
cows that walk on clouds
and alps of snowy flakes
before they rain on earth
before they rain on earth
O sing and dance a jig with me
O sing and dance a jig with me
Sing
with
me
dance
and
a
jig
with
me
the hills in their silhouettes
against the sea-line on
the dark horizon
is that not beauty?
you are tinkering with the
atoms of beauty
engineering
from clouds to green of grasses
skeletons and bones to living
again
and reproduction:
The bells are tinkling as of
cows that walk on clouds
and alps of snowy flakes
before they rain on earth
before they rain on earth
O sing and dance a jig with me
O sing and dance a jig with me.
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