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Under
When all the worlds are lost in snow
I have to move this meaning through;
Disperse the force so far engendered
All near the steam & summer view
And then... remain.
Where steeples crash in fire & thunder,
Where sheets of steel obscure the land,
Where word & sense are torn asunder:
Here was the place i chose to stand.
Just when i think i'm going under,
I... remain.
Well all the waves of spin are foaming,
And fake muezzin steam & brew,
Formed in the fire of all their longings(?)
This is the way i took it through,
Just when i think i'm going under.
This is the way i thought it through;
This is the way i took it under...
