Why specialise, obtain special eyes
We need fewer yous and more like Is
Isis the typist her husband the sunrise
Highly prized the nicest jewel the nightsky’s
Gygaxian dice toss, galaxian price loss
Market drops on Neptune’s frost
Ogygian guises and the feathers of Thoth.
I need the heat I’m a desert sapper
I’m ombrophobic, terror of pitter patter
Ascent to divinity inside a silver cloud
Hariolating myself with a lordly shroud
Ogdoad of orbiting orbs
Their music conjures earthly forms.
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