From the neurosis round me
I
Heard the stench of
Acrid acids
Like piss
Ascending
Step
By
Step -
I put on the poetic
Gas-mask:
As the stench passed
A gas
The berries
Turned their faces black
Contagious neuroses fluttering
In the airs.
The earth is neutral-silent
For
From the neurosis round me
I
Heard the stench of
Acrid acids
Like piss
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