Monday, May 15, 2017

9525. SWALLOW THE GREAT-TAIL

SWALLOW THE GREAT-TAIL
Nature is an abhorrence at one level :
things festering and things to die. It's
all of what we're made. Says. I.
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Out here, the wind blows freely.
Up the juniper and down the oak.
Nothing leaves its premise : We.
Are. To. Be. 


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