I knelt down of dreams, of seas for reaping digits against the tree-barkin absence of the moon’s tongueof Janus—sprawled out to thewails of shyness; father
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Lifestyle/Poetry: Most People Don’t Know That — Marlow Colt
Cigars keep secret a coveted sweetness if not puffed upon an autumn stroll in woodlands unremembered when the underbrush peacocks the supernatural complexions of October