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All All And All The Dry Worlds Lever

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All all and all the dry worlds lever,
Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,
All from the oil, the pound of lava.
City of spring, the governed flower, Turns in the earth that turns the ashen Towns around on a wheel of fire.
How now my flesh, my naked fellow, Dug of the sea, the glanded morrow, Worm in the scalp, the staked and fallow.
All all and all, the corpse's lover, Skinny as sin, the foaming marrow, All of the flesh, the dry worlds lever.
II Fear not the waking world, my mortal, Fear not the flat, synthetic blood, Nor the heart in the ribbing metal.
Fear not the tread, the seeded milling, The trigger and scythe, the bridal blade, Nor the flint in the lover's mauling.
Man of my flesh, the jawbone riven, Know now the flesh's lock and vice, And the cage for the scythe-eyed raver.
Know, O my bone, the jointed lever, Fear not the screws that turn the voice, And the face to the driven lover.
III All all and all the dry worlds couple, Ghost with her ghost, contagious man With the womb of his shapeless people.
All that shapes from the caul and suckle, Stroke of mechanical flesh on mine, Square in these worlds the mortal circle.
Flower, flower the people's fusion, O light in zenith, the coupled bud, And the flame in the flesh's vision.
Out of the sea, the drive of oil, Socket and grave, the brassy blood, Flower, flower, all all and all.

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