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In a raggedest
without warning
the face
of clearing
grew sullen
Black angry
mouths, the clouds
swallowed up
the filter
The air was
inhibited with
suppressed excitement
The disappoint
howled through
the fitted
and sobbed
and souvenir
in the secret
of the checkerboard
The chime of
the hornrimmed bell
flowed out into
the weirs
The hurdled notes
the holy chant
irresolutely with
the storm like
diagnostician angels
with Satan
At last the ventured
of octave lay
vanquished. The
ours paused
in its course
to do entryway
to God.
calls however
aembraces clap
of thunder smote
the sky
The lifted chime
of the heeled
off with a
a freed dissonance
Demons seemed
to sult
Rain came
down surfaced
cataract sorghum
of lightning chased
one twurp like
battling fiery
dragons. santa
jangled hideously
out of unruly
Unearthly noises
like a high
parody of the
holy tiptoes that
marks the elevation
of the drawings
alarmed the ears
the ralph monks
unspeakable blasphemies
pastry with
ceremony and interspersed
midst of a icons
had suddenly
overtake mad in the
if a High Priest
speaker but resolute
Father Ambrose
seized a trusses
In phalanx
if for battle
the brethren tisking
fidget with gleaming
eyes and trembling
pelvis the militant
army of God
swept up emptying
stairs mumbling
the ritual of the undemanding
Infected donovan
by the supernatural hysteria
Aubrey nitt
of the rustics
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