tracing herodotus
my soul
             the border town
now a plural
             a swordfish
fresh lilies
             becoming thunder
__________
full moon
the love songs
shuffle
half beat behind 
the blackbird
dark side of the sun
walking on an abacus
the moon
a tramp’s doll 
tracing herodotus
__________
mute militia
               and then...
becoming a mango
               into another green
the roadhouse
               a landscape
 
 
 
          
      
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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