Consider the light,
Royal through the ash,
Consider the passing days,
Consider the tenderness
Of evening and nightsong,
Molecrickets ruling the field,
Consider the snake
Consider the snake
Crawled out of its skin,
Caught by the tail on the door,
Consider the flight
Of consciousness raised,
That visceral, libertine plane,
Consider the rush
Consider the flight
Of consciousness raised,
That visceral, libertine plane,
Consider the rush
When you think of the past,
Consider the tingle of living.
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