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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