I heard the sparrows aging
a devouring call
a broken spring, there, turning.
a sputtering of what sounds like keys
the lost just within a-reach
Tenants of the past nearly a-hold
Oh, the horse and the rapture;
The horsefly and the rupture.
to a sleepy pungent
a beautied terror
a backward giving
and the rain coughing…
Let the gutter turn operatic.
I will sing of the heart
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