Three After Ceravolo

Naked February

Let the hurt.  We must brush the hammers                           vigorously! The titan Harpsichord bellows               sheepishly, warm aire.               “A” book is blue. My body is awake                            and, weary of spirit   a thistle hides the sun                            set,              lava unsettled.                           for M.G.L. Antsy (Artsy)              Into the cold, one step.  Stance.  Arc. Greying light descends.              Lap, book. Auto audible, slight. Quicken hand.  Tie.  Tie. Close, set.  Open, close.              Revelation! Check index and go.                           for S.D.A. I lover her about this.                            One lonely print of foot in the snow.                                        Ash. The alien is gender neutral.               “there shall be a complete fragment”  (LZ) Architectural fantasy.  Bright        eyes.  I have two               Dazzles! “Considerable cloudiness,” said.                           for S.S.F.

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