Just got an oem software spam from a Nola Godwin with the following filler text:

Or else, like us, sunk into some long gaze
XVIII. The Northeast and Northwest Passages
Across the heavens' gray.
Standing in the way of the truth. A white
trainer flips young alligators over on their backs,
Coextensive with everything? How could they know?
Oh you builders,
to matter, for the flushed boys are muscular
Set on that tomb in the eternal night;
Scrawny wolves, and you,
That only you and I can know. Les deux
Gray the cloud-like oaks
I might have happily lived some other childhood.
Or else, like us, sunk into some long gaze
To mark that square, perhaps: were Mère and Père
And Mère Chose's square of world, even as they
What I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,
Set on that tomb in the eternal night;
To follow in the path of their brief blossoming

Appears to be sourced from here and here, maybe some other places. Nice cutup, thanks Nola!