Tag: rituals
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Rite of closeness
Blood red sunset Mud crept up hem One step upset Something stolen From the grave of Set I’m OK, I’m upset A table set To appetite whet Trays laden with farmyard death Steaks, gravy, breads Snakes kiss-charmed her fatemaking breath Human heads. My retardant skin little brindles Her fire-mingled drakesigh’s promised death. I neither breaking…
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Thedifferencemaker
What sap-sealed Spring healed I would rewound My upsetting letter was the scar reviver My leather heart in skiving scabbard gathered as ever under fire My stabbed-free leaking drowns salt-girdled ground Everything measured out, throatwrecking shouts to sound down guardians These are madman’s rites; the fullbright gospel of the marooned, In the dirt, the corpse…