Strange Creatures and the Forest of Egregore
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“Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore”
Where do we go -
when our rosebuds
stop still in the cold,
unwanted,
along the unopened road?
we walk into the
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Categories:
sparkplug, dark, light, love, muse,
Form: Free verse
Death Row
...morning breaks like a crack shot through bone
the needs are frightening that i must possess
this hunger in my womb
head out to trenches
crawling on concrete blood
tanks and diesel
mortars and...
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Categories:
sparkplug, courage, death, war,
Form: Free verse