The Pilgrimage, Book II: Part 10 / Phillip Neal Tippin
Saved from fates
Much better than death.
Even they can’t live it again
And the eidetic stabs deeper
Than what I could be pleased to evoke
Trust to my eye
Sockets
More than my
Eyes
(A place was given to house the seeing)
Our favor fall-out nature
Cave to the political
In the face of the Kingdom of Light.
(Solemnity of Christ the King
Optical
Pilate
Plato)
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