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Sole the Fabled Dim Recess
Lazrus shut his eyes when the white mice came
he knew no kingdom could be built
on such feeble strategy
The world was none the worse
though they proved monsters
The winter held as usual until mid-April
the snow scattered with their frozen pills
the pails of sweet oil rancid where they left them
He built a kingdom on such a strategy
the distaff was want
Oh lord in domain, oh lord in disunion
what scale has smitten that bright eye of wonder
the race of moths is prolific as May
the damned have gleaned the mica from the hills
the generals ordered it
This nest of scorpions was no less bargained
the brain is no less sound than the spine's core
A lead curtain was devised and fabled contraptions
the mice gnawed them like combs of wild honey
their tracks marked a kingdom in the dust
you are this dust
What more need be said, the scales are bright
oh what bright scales cover your blind eyes