a nose timeless

a tone atones for at one moment
sluice eddy time
bygones be gone, beg one more time
the art forgets forgets

pulse my cries the silent silo
farmland labor lab
work again and test a gain
more for m.o. re:

letter's laws will burn the rages
while my pages sag
weight is waiting with its wages
mass and grave it, e

nickle named and dime-size shame
sent me for a nap
now it's flowers dowers cower
after no on tap

pull the lever to fell yes
a tree an other same
forest shadows are the mirror
twinning without blame

again the edge's time-washed sound
my nose is full of now

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