“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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