DAWN SEA JOURNEY
My perisylhelium

open at the top

like an exploding clown head

playland-at-the-beach 1492

walking out to sea at dawn

I saw a dog disappear into the waves

might have been a lion

I've disappeared where there's nothing left

under a bird's wing

clown's mouth cave's door

crust of flesh over a diamond kernel

no I AM waving

sur noveum

where the blimps crash

into the mountains of madness

only to emerge unscathed at Luxor

advertising the black smoke

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