and quick meandering globes of
             the mission
        Far more than Some
  kind of abstract
            or how
      to contact these
      after the fear of
alien visitors hunting
    through the tongues
& damaged
will more & more release
       -- past all
    Supernal
           trackers
     & looking for the
     flash-flood fields of happenstance
             & held our
       Station
                   there between
             the gods & whatever it was
                        we did next
to chill the holy
   emissaries the clown Hovering
        (farthest out
   Tower Music possible)

                 In
      arrangement
   as The man & deep
Divisions: the far
tribes the gulf the
         dwellers the past of
             "waver
         at the edge draws"
    the power In
                 and deep
      -- pursued --
                          Vanished
      from

 

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