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Mother tall & grey like a building

            Eats scraps

                        A green coat of fire

                        A green coat of smoke

            Mother splits atoms

                        in her mouth

The grey machines are Mother’s lovers

Mother math

Mother coal

Mother hair

Mother eyes

                        Mother silo

Scraps coal lovers math         eyes

                        Silo smoke

                                    Fire in her mouth

Mother’s robot eyes

                        watch in the dark

                        Mother

                                    Writhe

                        Mother

                                    Fire

In the dark

                        A coat of Mother

                        green smoke

Walk we gravity-walk

 the mudslides roar behind us; 

I've done everything 

to re-adjust, be affluent non. 

The streets & maps,

 are skeletons of nylon, 

I made a mistake.