05-23-2024, 04:31 AM
cicad
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here
you offend the stones with your ladle
you bait curses
pale underfed
living in canes
in a land so poor
even I look good to the gods here
I pray on a bead
leaked from your silo
would lime on my scabs be too much
the sound of wax and liquor tasting
not enough left to baptize
think wet, and you'll drown me
they swear by winter
to lord brown on a white coat
blasphemes the drone
delirious exile of the wicker waste
where you
have let a droplet
wide of your beak
it shatters the sun
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here
you offend the stones with your ladle
you bait curses
pale underfed
living in canes
in a land so poor
even I look good to the gods here
I pray on a bead
leaked from your silo
would lime on my scabs be too much
the sound of wax and liquor tasting
not enough left to baptize
think wet, and you'll drown me
they swear by winter
to lord brown on a white coat
blasphemes the drone
delirious exile of the wicker waste
where you
have let a droplet
wide of your beak
it shatters the sun
A yak is normal.