In the time of Saturn and Mars,
girls eat morning,
Pearls for eyes, and iridescence,
as the gold accumulates,
star blazing but
She read the stories beyond lines. . . .
The endings implied by the omens,
so many small pieces in time, building--
toward an unalterable conclusion
freedom. The signs are there,
make one The Scientists formed in the stance. . .
HER feet at?
Morning
the thunderous
Cut-in with Burroughs,
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