long-winded and not prone to compartmentalize each gleam
of the twisting joyride the dragonfly/drunk demands
they change their tone--to shape up or be snatched up.
shift and bend out of shape bottom layer to this lawn forrest
of the molted outer substance the dragonfly is drunk in the air
with wet mandible emerald nape--to feed in between planes
never on inside tyrant of the sky is compelled/chews
out a mean battle drum waits for the hover of them all
below they scatter step/prick at/are cautious
but regard the brilliant current do they decide
some sky is worth a severed head.
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