Lively, happy, the Earth.
But, no, a screaming face
a furry man with an extra arm sending out waves of energy
a gaping whale and a gaping ghost.
Near them, coming up and out, a camel
a man-phoenix
a slug, a horn, the numerals 2 2 7.
Reality in all its ways—real and unreal,
spinning into numbers and dunes
breakfast and the phantasmagoria of the mind.
Out of the movement of water
a whole that lasts a moment or a day.
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