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In the middle

of the bed

a ripple lake

sperms a spitting

fountain

where bills swim

in ice cream.

flabby reds

in dried bubbles

unlayer a fiddles

string imprinted

by a paperweight

wrought in iron.

Ducks Hit the drums

faeries pluck the strings

berries blow the pipes,

let moody dragons

play the blissful

woodwinds

astray.