I
burn this:
“the loss and disappearing in copper the green of sublimated”
burn this description of what is bent along the page
branches’ passed iris and flamed to a species object
removed from calm
wood carbon clock sulfur in waste and in smoke
II
these bodies acting upon light
bent several times several into it the whole of colors pressed
and do brightens upon nothing between
this all fixing and radiant you
where burning cannot ebb
III
here is the place where half the meaning entered:
exhaltation flame
motion excited into matter
these fringes infecting reason
these events and this expire
IV
the discord
which rises within silence
disorder from gold to indigo interrupted
not species object you pressing into both eyes yellow falling apart
burn and messages will visit
like this sun falling
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