Put out rain
Bookshop weather
Lower junk
Upper junk
Easy junk and rag letters
Kings Authorised Bibles
Binding smelt like my old, old father
In the beginning the non scientific matter
I scanned low verses and cut chapters
To find the three Hot J girls
Jezebel, Jael, Judith
Sweet bird catchers in the streets of Philadelphia- Phoenicia
one moment of afterlife sheer in Endor
Shelves decline like a sunder Sumerian Queen
Indigo dye poison lapis her smile quintessential knocks a fat familiar bookend
Closer fat becomes Raja Avatar Clapping Buddha
Propped hung with a lamp tram sign
'Last Vehicle' 'Last Stop'
Broken steady state round around Orrey Planetesium spiral
Mathematics tilted on Orthocone
Someone had stolen the Coperny Sun
Brass not gold, gutter
Place Earth pin off point
Another perfect world next in orbit
Universe
Will you close the door
Will you go
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