they enter redness as relation
(the world swallowing its tongue)
they, themselves stream
they curve herding, they
impersonate a buoyant joy

it is uncut, it is previous
being so reposed , so auditory
therefore, no stake, no fit; no civic, no frisk

it functions as slack, alas illicit dialectic
it sucks at alack, pivot prophylactic
thus, no thrust, no lift; no clasp, no shift

no lip
no lip

no other trace shall sustain this
 
 

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