MY PENNY-FARTHING DOUBLE
I can't go anywhere without this image
of the old and ancient before me. It's more
than sometimes cluttered, and other times
I'd really like rather to just be alone.
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Saints and scribes, prophets and saviors.
All those kings who came down form
the hill. I live with those things, while
they each try to message me something.
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How to level to mass of Mankind, the
playing field of the wide-open marsh.
The way the Rhine was straightened,
and how the Volga ran with blood.
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