
i. the serpent changes mad galactic fictions of seers and mystics and rock & roll shamans somewhere, a young man is alive and hears himself resisting neither stays nor leaves ii. aura tournament of silence artifacts of love hidden in an empty room with only vague notions of what must be saved iii. naked backstreet simpatico drunk experiments in monochrome our first wild dash through the underwater culture storm
Beautiful and intriguing
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Thank you so much.
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The opening stanza is wonderful.
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Thank you.
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Your poems are wonderful enough to be worth waiting for.
Take care, L. Happy Saturday.
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Thank you, Jei. Happy Saturday to you, too.
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