Owl Chills
Skin pulls through,
.....w h o
She goes over like a tide
The branches shadow dark tonight
Ebb and flow, too many leaves
My heart still balances while cracking
God, the moon
God, so soon
A dialtone in what called back to me
Their lover-to-lover echoing —
No flight
As her talons took out tonight
Skin pulled through,
......w h o
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