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there's a mountain north of Winnipegburied under iceand as the black clouds roll abovewhite pines crack like glasswalking under those swaying treesbranches bowed with ice
I wanted one to fall on meto pin me in the snowthat silver forest reminded me of youand how I kissed youand I fell down to the bottom of a welldown a dirt road west of El Pasobehind a burning barn
I stumbled on a horse's bonebleaching in the sandbut when I reached down to touch the skullunderneath my handa stream of orange lizards poured outfrom the bone-white mouththat empty mouth reminded me of youand how I kissed youand I fell down to the bottom of a well
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