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Kernunnos
Hooves, bones, serpent's kiss
pine in the leaves
of Oak:
Scales moss around you,
wood to the thicket of your trunk.
The scar shows in rust,
spirals all along the torque
of my spine.
I wrap myself around you
until blood rushes to trickles
of sound.
August 7th, 2012
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