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Poet "say things": they shape substance up and make it "sound like something": it is shaping's

concision they're after, an airy framework passing can pause in: although the framing and

passing are as if one: take pussy pussy, now: that's p - uh - puh - sy poo-sy puhsey poosy:

you know: pointing up separates on the outside limits into identity: so, it's not poosy poosy as

in calling your cat, or as in calling on the outside at night incoherently poosy poosy: no, it says

that the poosy is puhsy granting there may be no similar thing in the world on the other hand perfectly clean

sweet pussy: it is something we approach into the world through the back door of a place dreams

and dreamers are made upon so tenderly secret, so terrifying, gaunt, where I began, in fire,

which fl into windy air and lengthily slowed and moderately colded into rain's fallen waters, running,

and then I became swamp or rockbottom ground: what an elderly story, told only after the telling:

here now are the ceaseless maggots, the squirm of disintegration, the immodest vulgar, coarse

the what-the hell, beyond which, however, lies the fire and dust, the refinements of

rebeginning: alas, that it could have been no different until individual sees it could have been

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