cryptophasia 6

thermite blows up the sold or solidified
wildness, now pretty tame as a truncheon
right?  presynaptic in the
clogged sense, turpentine
rendered into some almost non-thot precinct
... don’t know if you can change
the shape of space & then slurry it over
into the 19th dimension,
just using shotguns & retsina ...
Webster & Duncan compressing letters
under hi pressure, in our way ...
velour and behind that
staccato, vacations into full-on
word gestures   down in the islands,
hop dance n skip around
insured snow .... fumarole in a tondo
muttering:  hemp,
ope !      wreathy....

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