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Yesterday King Arthur said to Merlin:
How shall I know when what is done
has been done so thoroughly and eternally
that my heart may be at rest?

And yesterday Merlin said to the boy king:
Although I have been alive for many years,
it seems I know little of what it is
to hunger, to thirst and be sated.

In the stinking floodplain, open the mudlatch and see
white larvae crawling one over one over one over one over one,
a great tumbling mass, like a beekeeper surveying
sections of honeycomb. Lambent existence seeping out,
sticking to your fingers as they writhe indiscriminately.

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