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What's carried away downriver...by way soul. |
| Downriver...crystalline ventricles gurgling, bedded stones believe rest--greenhorn's hymnal. Land kept at sides, passed away and passing, love's dicast vigil. Gushed alter of wayfarer, perfect turn of phrase-- spurred onward gravity's lane. A comingling smoke of candle and incense-- bird's parallel, lucid Coming...divined gadge. Euphoric to be had of earth, overflow at rain's touch. Errant yonder, solvent sketch...at-long-last's monotone declarative. Repurposed fount blown seaward--soul's minutea in plain...downriver...downriver. Konstantinos Mark |