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Thus it will multiply

Ours cannot be toned

We've been known to vanish

On occasion, pure illusions

c_m_s be set to stone

Not important in a world

of minute seconds and

dietic_l firsts

Perhaps no one names

us midst humes



(there are some letters too blurred and in such poor hand as to not be ascertained)

daffodils there wherein

and whence chews and

gnashes such ubiquities

an___ such arduous

╕╕nourish

the s___ fertile

for

sans mortua



note: apologies in advance; I'm afraid I went into a bit of a trance and wrote some of the words (perhaps an entire verse) in the area above the paper, and not on it. some of the words are mere seeds, and non-discernible as they stand.

What lends itself to androgyny

As spoken only for elegies

But for those not gone

Such concepts are bleak

Be it that regret sups their souls

As I see that part in you

Common to what you behold in me

What marvels a thought of

transgressive unity

What mutes such notions

From common lit'racy

If truthes be bold

Label me not wrong

And should lies make true

Count me among the dead

For a mouth twice removed

Should end up better in bed

Words so easily there flee

Offer me heaven, and I'll praise your

name

Give me heaven, and I'll wish Hel

again

For too soon, do promises abide

For they bind, atrocities do hide

Ask not why

To that I say

why not ask not why

For why is what you wish to hide

Why must why not be utter

With whom does why transgress

Which mistress does it choose to undress

For what lies cross the lips of engels

And for truthes be of devi

Have ye gone so mad as to lose sight

With gauge, or with tightly wound shawl

That is the darkness of light

___ me to a rood ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀al

Yet leave my flesh behind ▀▀▀et

Thy sin and sin'stre ways ▀▀malalign





Note: I have left the first word of this poem a blank line for my own failures to communicate it proprely. I know what it is, I can speak it, but I cannot readily translate it into a readable medium. I can only say that is speaks harshness and conciseness.

the person who is me

proclaims a chapel on the land



this child one identifies soley

but not exclusively in such manners

would that it wish a will upon

the degradations of common sanctity

to exhume those the ones' other

would inveigle caresses from the

seeing gouged retinas them that

traspirate on and over the

well kneaded earthen anchor.



Will that you must sneak a sample

from the sopped flavours,