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White of Her Eye
You will not find me on that shore In the groves of Cypress you knew me to be kin to My tracks themselves have changed This blood does not run in the way…
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Atropos
gone too far wont come back insane forever really dying
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Dead Man Clan
(For South Wind) Kiss your face The String of Hearts tumbled And fell downward Into your leatherwork The promises of the Plains Drains the color from your face Winds speak of the Separating …
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black paint
hammer my name using your hands fists in stone palm to sky i have grown dog arms tell me. am i mad? i go to the sea at negative tide and sit, shape shifted…
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True Dragon
(For Fishturn) Amabilis Insania “The ancients had already observed the kinship between the imagination and dreams, hallucination and visions… Democritus had said that one could not conceive of a great poet who was not…
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Fineshot
Scarlet StarHeyoka His MedicineShe is wearing A headdress of matchsticksRobe of dog skins Her small feet are toughened to the bad bonesAs she walks across the backs of men with her Black lonesome thoughtsOn…
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Hollering Madrone
Back behind theHollering Madrone WhereSting by sting the berryAnd ghost pine Tight the sinew four weaveHoly rosary draped upon my torso WhereScraped and pushed into the dirt and it did know me another graveanother…
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Dear mm,
I am sailing in the conch In the red and purple of the Somniferum We can’t blame our forgetfulness On barbiturates and morphine or pipes any longer The good doc says we’ve laid down…
Pretty Thunder Poetry 