Lizards of sound
Entwine the structures
Of music: drawn in the mind-space,
A tangled intangible lace
Of lizards with unprincipled grace.
Lost in a plane
Of coincident flowers and leaves,
Unextricated, a unit of sound
Waits, dissipates, and grieves.
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