We often clothe the bone in its shining stove.

Remembering to wear your new white stove shoes.

 

My dear chamber bread who turns to bone.

Your bone asleep in our rose beside its shining stove.

 

My dear chamber bread loaf upon my chamber bone tongue.

Your bone tongue like bread loafs in its shining stove.

 

Remembering to shine your new white stove shoes.

Your old white stove shoes are asleep in our rose beside its shining stove.

 

Your old white stove shoes eaten by the bone cow.

Your old white stove shoes dumped by its shining stove.

 

Your new white neck is a bone’s-throw from its shining stove.

Your old white neck eaten by the bone cow beside its shining stove.

 

Your old white stove gown eaten by the bone cow.

Your old white stove gown dumped by its shining stove.

 

Remembering to wear your new white stove shoes.

We often clothe the bone in its shining stove.

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