A Black, E White, I Red, U Green, O Blue;
Some day I'll crack your nascent origins.
A Hairy corset of clacking black flies
Bombarding agony pits of stench-ridden darkness;
E Frankness in steamers and pavilions, lances
Of lofty glaciers, white kings, shivering umbels;
I Purple red spittle, laughter of sweet lips
Turning to rage or into penitent raptures;
U Cycles, viridian seas divinely shuddering,
Peace in creature-sown pasture, and peace
In furrows, alchemy sows in intellectual foreheads;
O The great last Trump full of strange stridencies,
Silences crossed by Lucifer's trail of angels,
O------, in Omega, the violet beam of his gaze!
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