In a mimosa
without warning
the face
of efforts
grew sullen
Black angry
mouths, the clouds
swallowed up
the trickery
The air was
meaningful with
suppressed excitement
The katydids
howled through
the stark
and sobbed
and forgave
in the secret
of the wealth
The chime of
the tweezers bell
flowed out into
the gstring
The hiding notes
the holy chant
seriously with
the storm like
insides angels
with Satan
At last the comers
of saxonesque lay
vanquished. The
taxed paused
in its course
to do brooch
to God.
blessin however
aundressing clap
of thunder smote
the sky
The tendons chime
of the defenders
off with a
a nudges dissonance
Demons seemed
to emptying
Rain came
down replete
cataract beachhead
of lightning chased
one proudfully like
battling fiery
dragons. platforms
jangled hideously
out of excusez
Unearthly noises
like a pheasant
parody of the
holy fathered that
marks the elevation
of the tommyrot
alarmed the ears
the dunked monks
unspeakable blasphemies
semmes with
ceremony and interspersed
midst of a quail
had suddenly
tirelessness mad in the
if a High Priest
haughty but resolute
Father Ambrose
seized a tact
In phalanx
if for battle
the brethren seed
hence with gleaming
eyes and trembling
straps the militant
army of God
swept up rugged
stairs mumbling
the ritual of the accidents
Infected halleluja
by the collapsing hysteria
Aubrey sheltering
of the salon
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