you're vision of psychedelic peace
you're reason for the kingdom
your symbol so regal, eerily static
your denial deprives her freedom
she ceases to flourish
flapping valves like wings of aquatic garden butterflies
atomic decay of the rare Devonian monoplacophora
catalysts of a phenomenal concussion
time and again treading deserts like dizzying cowboys
while others seemingly sessile
like strange chitons strapped + girdled and left vulnerable
where they must perish
visceral mass like sprawled naked bodies of helpless concubines
linger on
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