ST. JOHN CHAPTER EIGHT, VERSE SIX
murkiest of cards, she's down, humanist, no, put no footprints
where flies'll sea you (confer Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam), put none
(beneath their spill, lichen have razzle & carry tree leafy to letters)
where flies'll sea you, murkiest of cards, hanging off the awaiting
dead
moving hand don't index them yet (confer Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam),
bid their mouths be comic, saying "here vases stones and roof return"
ST. JOHN CHAPTER EIGHT, VERSE EIGHT
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