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Kingsman Your hair that I hid in A membrane of silence Vibrating the fuzz On a moth O kingsman Can I speak to you? By all that is thin, shaded, worn Ancient and frayed I will search the gold air Unwinding … Continue reading

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Orienteering the Underworld

Orienteering the Underworld With a box of tricks and gleaming sextant I can visit you Time being the limit of my peregrination Stepping over mandrakes and staring into deep pools Is a fine measured business, one that I learned long … Continue reading

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