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Friday, October 31, 2014
Semantic Ghost
Minutes when
Birds and bats
Share the air,
When my hands
Grip the wheel
And I sing,
When the watch
On the stream
Spots the flood
Detritus
Rising in
A black tongue
Sliding on
The ochre,
Mean the most.
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