Elizabeth makes abstract mistakes

In Chinatown when everything breaks

Rain in the windows Singapore eyes

Under the ladder and everything twice



Elizabeth Green burned her machine

Entered the ashes under column fifteen

The days and the nights are gallantly looped

She falls from a world where dead kings are duped



Elizabeth wakes freezing mind lakes

Can't lift a hand for the dust that it makes

The music goes on but the ship has gone down

Down to the bed with a shining glass sound



Elizabeth Green deep and marine

Chains planes and pearls and her number thirteen

Mile after mile burn after burn return



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