your chest ices over as cases decree
that stinging cut fills thrice with repartee
retire to tranquility
prepare your sojourn
do not attempt to maintain events or signs
at sundown dance to the coucal song
then escort that same unfettered pleasure
to a warm bath with wine
if Dorothy’s swooning chamber beckons
recognize the storm blows through it alone
these lurid flickers present themselves hourly
theater seat lullabies for fanciful infants’ gain
the hour is precious the grand event sewn
the past as delicate as fruit
wile away hours in odors of incense
and flowers will pay you
with dances of petalled coins
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