Drink tea from a bowl
With both hands
Run with scissors
But be careful on the stairs
Peel the orange in one piece
And reform this empty globe
If by war we're making peace
These broken windows need to know
Stand and sit and rise
Towers glisten -- immortal guise against
Babylon skies. my child
Don't be surprised when power shifts
From greed to greed
Nobody's free. Body,
Where's your mustard seed?
Love, our subversive weed
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