“Elemental Motive”

At my invention,

She stands and gives,

Arms hanging, hands hanging

So as to spur off light from the known

 

All reality,

At its inception,

Was stupor, so tell

The bearded recluse to cool the tea

 

As night

Vibrates with

Its thighs shining,

And the tea cleanses.

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