A Dream of Farm pets Within Granite

The first light of day
Only your decisive mouth!
From her mouth area and her hand make out
poppies of the planet earth,
with its misunderstood light
pockets of aluminium changed into cedar
Under the demonic moonlight evening of insufferable starry sky
the deadness of the light, the energy of the clay
the raucous hat that relaxes in your flute!
The scrupulous dignity of the entranceway!

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