Tree-moon-shadow, the quivering there. -oh, you know
Bone bit snow. one dog, yap.
Oh, ah, a gutteral, -yes, four dogs, yap yap yap yap
To the back of the throat went it,
Sounding. That shadow - -then it's the next farm,
Lunar potholes crossed, -horse drawn carriage, well
Across some blue still hill-cease. if it were those days you'd still be married to
The moon is in your black tea cup, what's her name,
The tea is in your black moon cup.
Eclipsed when lip meets rim. -karen. -one, two, three, four
It's not up there anymore, say.
One, two, three, four. Someone, -karen.
That is, going closer to where from travel hours
He came, lope side wind days
Ways out pine dead brush, rust
Orange cross flats, karen
Mud blistering cold mud,
Black wing webbed. Splay
Legged, shifting on the irregular bones -anyway
Bleach grey. Say, caul. Moon. the closeness of it
It's not up there anymore. now
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