Draft 2.3

Vehemence of exercise 
Lays a smiling impression
A double down there
Wanderers for centuries 
Sailing, sulky bright.

The lamp
The fireproof brick
The burning pit 
A musical glass
Flaming forge of life. 

Eyes grow dim
Stray as echo upon a wing
Cutting empty air with axe 
Raised a melancholy merriment 
Of unmarked closeness.

Pierced by spur 
Shadow darkened 
Or shadowy something 
Cannot double curvature.

Tries to speak ocean 
Pieces of twine 
Hooks in ceiling
Knees beside pillow

And rocks there
Talking bird
And singing tree
Restless with curiosity.


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