Innocent of flesh
No nation
Under ceremony or novel vantage
No stronger ardor
Poured out of Christ
Useless ungodly plaything
Fleshy hand innocent of Ephesus
Impossible sensation
How each patriot spells
Appeasement equal to
Distress in another’s name
Borrowed religion walled up in words
Some gadfly connects
To Lucian’s law
To a collision of rock & coin
To citizens as capacitors
Running from the ancients
In consequence to their queen
Clerics raised a column and crossed the aisle
Each bishop whose scepter
Usurps the fancy apostates
Idol-loving judge innocent of repose
His need for love loves love
Polished and taxed to perfection
Polished and taxed to perfection
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