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by Tara Carreon
Beyond the mereological and
teleological
Take me off the Zodiacal reference of life
The sage was right
Each of us partakes in our Paracelsus
He's an elephant at dawn
He hath already stolen the body
A scandal is no money left
A rock is in the water of the lake
If there is one
The true word is extradition
The many-colored newspaper
To launch a thousand ships
My dad was a royalist
And gave up the butterfly
To come back and watch, what?
Another Mexican push Chinese food?
Rough me up with government scorn
Holy monopoly
Anger that is nothing
Goat hairs
So you won't dream of matter
Illegal tie-dye
Rabbit breath
Mephistopheles
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