they will disperse, eternally
they will disappear, entirely, wrapping their forms in the hides
of rainbows

the unpaid unarmed armies are surplus to requirements,
bullfrog muzak

they will exit public mansions and crowd psychologies, in the
torah of the north they will build enochs

if one aspires to transform social being, as one is logically
obliged to do from the standpoint of the philosophy of
co-presence, in which everyone’s freedom and wellbeing
is enfolded/

they will disperse, they will disappear

they will wake in nihilist islands, a queen
cutting the imperial ribbon, a placenta
of faces
washing off in rain

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