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dear ode, tangled & horned

Always the sun first
then the doe sunning, the stag
running toward the doe, wherein

this ramshackle causality
a taste for flesh buds
at birth—when mouth clasps… 225 more words

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crude lament

Mother of flames,
The men that went ahunting
Are asleep in the snow drifts.
You have kept the fire burning!
Crooked fingers that pull
Fuel from among the wet leaves, 66 more words

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Siobhan Wilson - In Their Own Words

No route planner would suggest the trip from Elgin to Glasgow required a five-year sojourn in Paris, but that’s the route that Scottish-songwriter Siobhan Wilson took. 2,241 more words

song of the open road ( i )

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. 119 more words

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i have been one acquainted with the night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane. 82 more words

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cake

Look, you
want it
you devour it
and then, then
good as it was
you realize
it wasn’t
what you
exactly
wanted
what you
wanted… 10 more words

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dividend of the social opt out

How lovely it is not to go. To suddenly take ill.
Not seriously ill, just a little under the weather.
To feel slightly peaked, indisposed. Plagued by… 215 more words

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