Cheapo,
we would sing,
in moments odd and
unhandled,
I discouraged the fear
I faced the thrilled heartless
that hop
that rise
that stranger faring fine
I gloss for you; I do,
and I, too, please the remnants.
Remnant A
Remnant B
See, all my remnant loves.
I want to kiss this freely.
Scent it into shape.
What faint?
What clap?
What tangle of eternal?
leave me to wiggle in it
cold
scold
scant
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