JON CONE ant ant ant ant ant six

December 3, 2010 § 1 Comment

I OFFER YOU AN EYELASH

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building a stone fence a scattering of feathers

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smell of incense meat scraps in a plastic bin

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mouthful of willow rain on the shed roof rain wherever

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lifting up your dress from behind fire-scorched land

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basket filled with stones the graveyard we wandered in

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dreamed we lived in a corn maze what a curious word chthonic

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axle grease on a rag blunt ruined fingers and eucalyptus mist

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wasps by the pump only the four elements are real

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the cloud-edge on the horizon deer head in the freezer

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the shade of a hemlock I offer you an eyelash

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