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as she nods pleasantly
Folder:
Hyacinth garden I woke up
to a warning
you don’t love me anymore
I made up the bed
this morning
under the Spanish moss
I closed my eyes when you crept in
well all I know is
you can’t be afraid.
when it all goes up in flames
the hounds on your scent
be mindful of those who shoot too far
as they’ll cut off the flower of your age
Don’t you see? life lines in my palm
as she nods pleasantly
unique among those placed in the sky
I opened my eyes location unknown and unsaid
he is an old man of the sea
he received the gift of prophecy
muse of eloquence and epic poetry
maybe somewhere in the far western Mediterranean Sea
