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I saw the slot of the sun

The final cut of the sun

Start like a hare

Over the shoddy grey walls

I saw you dimple and crease

Turn a card from the pack by your bed

As those swords, cups, discs, and wands

Might tumble into your head

And give you a glimmer of something profound

But your gods lay no sound

The gods made no sound

Your gods made no sound

You were cartwheel and somersault

But not at your ease

I was not at my ease

As through unfolding vistas

Of dullness and deadness

I saw the metal buckets

Fatigued and buckled

With nimbus of rustflowers

And sheds by the lake

I was already falling

And fallen and lost

And it was not at your cost

And I was not at my ease

And it was not at your cost

By aimless pools with no surprise

I counted the flickerings of your eyes

And I saw the magical bird

In the magical woods

Fly over the hills

And far away

From the sea, it’s you I see

By the glowing seashore, it was you that I saw

The magical bird in the magical woods

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