into the strenuous briefness


into the strenuous briefness

Life:

handorgans and April

darkness,friends

 

i charge laughing.

Into the hair-thin tints

of yellow dawn,

into the women-coloured twilight

 

i smilingly

glide. I

into the big vermilion departure

swim,sayingly;

 

(Do you think?)the

i do,world

is probably made

of roses & hello:

 

(of solongs and,ashes)

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