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A Turning Road

                              earliest
                              ornament, bead or
                              pendant, first

                              adornment
                              beautiful as

                                        *

                              strong
                              odor of the torches

                                        *

                              tulip beds, rectilinear, on a
                              spoon shaped field (Newtonian

                              oasis)

                              all numbers are
                              part of their light

                                        *

                              and earrings

                              against evil in-
                              trusion, every
                              house a small

                              fortress

                                        *

                              and beds for
                              the road, hence a journey

                                        *

                              cosmos

                                        *

                              all
                              colors are as

                                        *

                              strung by
                              virtue of being
                              'connected' (or

                              'related to')

                                        *

                              the coarse grass of the
                              secondary forest and

                              twenty-two degrees from the
                              sun, an
                              image of the sun

                              the true point
                              spreads
                              through the body

                                        *

                              to be green in a burning heat

                              and there are
                              bars on the window

                                        *

                              beautiful, the

                              sky's under-
                              side

                                        *

                              spacious
                              courtyard for
                              memory and

                              continual rattle of

                              machinery

                                        *

                              scarified

                                        *

                              numbers tossed
                              in the storm

                                        *

                              cicatrization

                                        *

                              ill-provided and
                              entangled in

                              unequal

                              strength

                              as

                                        *

                              out of dream-like state

                              long train of
                              sorrows likely
                              to ensure

                                        *

                              mysteries of
                              space and the mysterious
                              cool of the evening

                                        *

                              painted, the breasts,
                              the lips, the

                              lips, and the latest

                              doodad,
                              pendant