Chance the uncertain
pans pipe --
echoing
echoing echotypes.
Wields, catches weight
shape of thought -
Ammunition factory
taking off!
Mutiny on the Dante?
breathless plight
doctrine of circles
serpentine night.
Miracles of the thirsty
fall into mercy.
Every morning
athwarts recon,
sighing over
guises of dawn.
Passing quizzical
mortuary and the mystical!
Like ransom
for a ferry?
I drag my chain!
Pay the pipers
purge the insane...
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