Bring me
Bring me the uneasy steps
Of goblins green and
Long-eared rats of
Magic.
The rhyme that rhymes
Through music
Yet
Be no rhyme of mouths
Of word to word.
Rhyme that be no rhyme
But the offspring of
Sweet rhythm after rhythm
I want
I desire
Yearn for:
Bring me
Bring me
These things bring me
Else
All outside the skeleton shard
Of the sleepy brain
Bring not
But only these
Those skeleton walls of
Brain
That are unconquerable
When all be conquered.
The brain inside
Its citadel
The highest power oft
By armies so besieged
Under its very walls by
Armies sitting down
By it
So much involved
Bring me
Bring me.
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