Shrill demented sparrows bard
The sun into being. They rule
dawn's Kingdom. The cars -
a rising chorus - Then
workmen's songs & hammers
The children of the schoolyard,
a hundred high voices,
complete the orchestration
An appearance of the devil
on a Venice canal.
Running, I saw a Satan
or Satyr, moving beside me
a fleshy shadow
of my secret mind. Running,
Knowing.
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