New colonies disperse
Between the assured graves
Of drowsy thoughts, mellow entropy and solitary vice...
Beyond the secured slumber,
Yeats and Eliot…
Dew-capped blueberries…
Beyond the burner,
Mortar and pestle…
The scarlet fumes of longing...
Incessant peace takes over…
As midsummer dreams creep and crawl
Through the rampant salvation!
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