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when teetering on silence ( another descent that dreams of up )

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when teetering on silence then

the bits that flee realities

then wander beyond science men

them paths beyond totality


the speckles on the speckled hen

& libraries in faculties

the machine hand & chaffinch zen

yes oh so many gaps between


those chosen truths that rule the roost

as sure as phantoms know their oats

but slates conspire on windswept roofs

whatever floats your gravy boat


meanwhile as teeth-toothed geese deduce

& peppermint tinged wetwipes float

the singular of geese is goose

then scroats in raincoats misquote goats


( worth a try though )


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