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Invent new dominoes of love and bile...
Ruddy, the tooth implicit of the world
Has followed you. Though in the end you know
And count some dim inheritance of sand,
How much yet meets the treason of the snow.
“Rise from the dates and crumbs. And walk away,
Stepping over Holofemes’ shins—
Beyond the wall, whose severed head floats by
With Baptist John’s. Their whispering begins.
“—And fold your exile on your back again;
Petrushka’s valentine pivots on its pin.”