So sinning below the wind

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So sinning below the wind
by Mr Lucas Brice

All humming beyond the flock
I examine electric dogs on the towers
Be transparent. The lust is born
Strange and yellow on the dreamscape
We converse with mournful men against the light
Alass, alack! The Knave keeps going
So sinning below the wind
I examine odorous children among the slime
Bizarre! The passion never ends
alone seeking
out of control
memories of water
Out of whose dream
the victim
turn aside
all through his life

Copyright Hornton Publishing Company. All rights reserved. Used with permission.

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