The Holiness Of Horses In Water
Is Wasted And Hung
Like A Screw In The Bottom
Of My Boot
Something I Learned Watching Crows
Or Rooks
Whichever Has The Roving Eyes Of People,
I Always Confuse Them
And Frozen Looks From Them
Fill My Stomach
With Already Dirty Nail Clippings
Shit, Did I Leave The Baby In Or On The Dryer?
CK
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