Gravity's Rainbow

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Glowing jellyfish float along a cobblestone street in front of wooden buildings

Jellyfish by Qinni

To this bone tambourine
there is repetition but no script

To this bone tambourine lying quietly in
A suit is a dried rind that at one time slid
Underwater it finds a tree that offers directions for
Rest for mimicking arms and legs allows one
To stop all the shaking approximate direction

To this bone tambourine there is repetition but no
Script in a mad hand our intention to render obsolete
All explanations are thin portraits that begin in this
Corner a crawlspace for which senses are awkward and
Unruly this sad scaffold this breathing instrument

from Anthropy by Ray Hsu

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