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Collision colossal
Maidens with swollen teats which are teased and teethed in the Roman dreams of wet ephebes I went to Thebes in robes, all roads Romegoing but not this one, indeed, I went east to Greece My route leads by Rhodes, the boat-choked passage ridged by cart-bloated roads Where a stonebooted colossus casts veed his shadow…
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The matter of the tree-eaters
On the barbican and battlements of that settlement, black feathered adirondacks settle From the mettle-testing battle men are still unsettled The matter of their investigation is put to vote, each casts ballot; peon, priest, prelate, helot We cannot have a repeat of last year Of out house and home they will eat us, we see…