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Nahshon (effeminate) crosses her sea to sea
galleon offered twice to me

in search of nacion,nation,
nasyon cut on the left hand

see,waves mist upon my break
all uncome bered

we rode tillt os way
th thunder rolledus see cc

tono spare
at,y,misty

right hand
to cross sea must shhe

use thee working one
though not a captain

had favor foreign to me
for all Nahshon that waves mist

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Go lightly on the ground, Majnun.
Annul, disperse outwards dust from skin,
tons.

Remains of that unposed
pariah it shouts around
in the street 'merhcant love.'
'We are mingling distribution.'

Majnun, we concealed weapons
under every skirt in town. Majnun,
we go to work in the evenings
at the train station—

we lean in on the push gate
shore pose.
At the seat of Dra. Isidore,
the poor woman left a cache

of firecrackers took from old school asses
who paper up the wall.
We lit them with our guns to
the point of the tunnel itself, sequestering.