Fronds and starfish
calf-bird of metal and wire
fronds and eye beams of metal
and a calf’s head of hair
cast the load down in front
it might open there

Moist on the beaches
clouds of gold coin
speak the wet language
speak the wet language

The pearl in the shell
how it whirrs like a bearing
lying with a bucket
on your head reclining
sucking lisping
the lolly mountain

Moist on the beaches
clouds of gold coin
speak the wet language
speak the wet language

So so so sibilant
sweet filling down the golden twist
so pink the sweet light
the same in as out
and baby in his heaven glue
baby in his heaven glue

Moist on the beaches
clouds of gold coin
speak the wet language
speak the wet language

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