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Shepherd well the taint you got
in the long suburb, squire, says
the serpent-wishful touchstone,
brother breeze, free up your cynic
pluck, untouchable, flying, plunge
the market brahmins, bud,
in morsels down their debt holes;
devil-measure out your deficits
in thimbles, and survive, no less
resolved or clueless, for christsake,
than the last of a stand:
the decorated, bemused by all
the blood and bullet-luck.
That open bench, that bundle
of coat - your pillow among the blind,
lovely mansions, lucre-haunted -
cut you a toehold on the sheer
height of plenty; man, you’re vested
mountain-mad, you pocket
Zarathustra for these times of blocks.
Mars glares close and east,
the sun still kicking today's bucket;
Mars more wild and redder
than sucking shame. Redden
your teeth with wine, oh my,
my meticulous vagrant, sleep off
the city's eye in plain, unspeakable
sight.
in the long suburb, squire, says
the serpent-wishful touchstone,
brother breeze, free up your cynic
pluck, untouchable, flying, plunge
the market brahmins, bud,
in morsels down their debt holes;
devil-measure out your deficits
in thimbles, and survive, no less
resolved or clueless, for christsake,
than the last of a stand:
the decorated, bemused by all
the blood and bullet-luck.
That open bench, that bundle
of coat - your pillow among the blind,
lovely mansions, lucre-haunted -
cut you a toehold on the sheer
height of plenty; man, you’re vested
mountain-mad, you pocket
Zarathustra for these times of blocks.
Mars glares close and east,
the sun still kicking today's bucket;
Mars more wild and redder
than sucking shame. Redden
your teeth with wine, oh my,
my meticulous vagrant, sleep off
the city's eye in plain, unspeakable
sight.
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