merely/exhausted.

i've spent my good singing mmend
and trisha the spangling star of
nearer my god to thee, three and
spoked the blanketing omniscient
thrum of magnetical dischord and

obvious skin, oh do let us go on
with your ambient, planetary the
skipped-rope hemp that burns in-
side the brazier, chalice my god
given gift of gentlemanly rever-

end and owing debt unto such the
bloat and sanguinary, resistings
against the urge to comment upon
the very schooled paradigm beset
with ringings and lordly glamor;

christ you know it ain't easy, a
building that sets itself ablaze
in order to demonstrate unto the
gladly pallid coming obstruction
that sets in the road, river and

rail that gave in and gives up &
built the building that--tasting
like cherries in winter--wineri-
ed itself ablaze with inflammat-
ion of alcohol, so dangerous the

magnetical distensions of modern
culture that seem to inhere into
alcoholism and nordical futurism
that reclaims the clans and will
burn this old mad house so down.