(C) Tate, London 2008
I am born; In the silver light of delight.
On each side sits the 8th and 15th Giant of the Finite Row; The 2nd of the Infinite squats between them, low.
The Hall; Is; Low.
What sound does the Head make when you string it up?
Three witches this Person once gave birth to; Whose this tragedy is the shortest.
If you crave, separate just me.
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