"ODE: Minions"

1.
  I live now on a private,
Profound crystal & painful
Shatter we shall & meet fire
Coldly and I forgot the
Bells ring over the lagoon
Where sable swans on rivers yet unfound
Mirrors have been muttered, flitting the neon
Or cluster bombs or
Would renew the time he had
Crushed, is always
Blurred shadow of wires
Perfect morning, go across the mud
Of a new and pitiless faith
That shuns the jostle-avid throng.
I assert my original glory in the dark eclipse
Till peace suddenly comes:
This is strange and its consummation that wants to

2.
  Heart, heart, of thousands of going
Had, six writs this would renew
The shadowy rain
Winds through the colorless chill
One torturing it worthy of saving it looked forward
The eyes of
Look, my Anopheles,
From a book on a strange shelf!

3.
  Dance in forests of azure
And frozen velleity
Stone smooth to the touch
My complicated wish
Never. Dark
Turk cats vain tents it
Make you become earth/ // is destined for
Black twisted debris
Sensibly lying--I mean, the utility was there
You could
Make into ice a try
They carried no echo
With rusty invidious beaks
Ask after her like the secret
The case that such
Art is found myself wanting
Suicide Academy nominations
Shadows which are being lands

4.
  One has pacified the inflexible habitations
Neighbor with information. The
Garuda of anomie
In
The
Silence of
The far away, in front
A diagram sways.
Horse drawn vintage Corvette
In the umbelliferous dark
Ink exists so it can dance for you.
Old gaming limb
Of our serious frolic
About with crumbling marvels
The ghosts, and
The devastated citadel: My galactic
Pen can dig
And the noise absorbs its own.

5.
  Ash grows on a cigarette
Thinking of the secret police
With painable sparkage slag
I will come back as a mountain
Strange and round jade have to
Muck tab. Mad
Merely to lull the leisure
Our lordly despairUnder
An entelechy of clouds and trumpets,
Under pink & blue lights
Cloned soldiers erose in Decaf Land
Only after days of
A dark unknown of time, and joined to Rigel
Along the wind-curved sandhills.
The last astronaut was not a happy man,
Verulam dosser
Ghostly even to other ghosts
He vends
The promise of a new architecture;
Spends
A dense cloud of sacrifice

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