incrustacean
i have walked the darkest paths to come back here
& ev'ry step i took has come back with me.
carillon silence has, & turquoise orb,
whose daedaly wreaks Dunkirk on the smithy.
through antelucan gray i grue absorb
of that brave defunctive decade we call Sixties
thinking how this to none will ever be dear
a time of leaden smirk & blindfold expiries.
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