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Night, like a raven cries corn tears,

They crumble like snowflakes into hieroglyphs,

Shine with blind eyes in the twilight.

Amazons – Atlanteans hold a column of organ,

Playing a melody of crimson horror

And bird bunting of merry-go-rounding.

The shadow of raven nimble fell.

And breath was shed,

The bird’s beak falls like a bubblehead,

In a little carousel booth, and like this

Peacock’s tail rise a both.

Tigress bird,

Narrow shoulders and narrow eyes,

Goes down, bends down.

And I, with timid dread,

Like Oedipus, suddenly saw my father…

An Injun soldier, in a feathered crown,

In a red uniform, I raise my hands:

The Basset feline blinds the eyes,