Denizens of air make faces at meditating adepts,
physicians and veterinarians burn hair of their patients,
medications disappear in the cracks of wine and gasoline.
Unswallowed doors and windows shine like dead birds and trees
that cross all kinds of thresholds in front of the hoary daylight
before they reach the land of giggle and titter.
It is dangerous to worship a bank teller or supermarket employee
among hoards of fake mirrors and angelic babble.


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