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die in the saddle (poem)
Category: Writing and Poetry
down in the woods where the creatures burrow the sun comes up my sleeves come down i reach to the heavens i want my time to come mother of life tune me out discard my soul take my life Lift my drapes, touch my skin, part my curtains the sun shines on you ecstacy I die with you, mourned by earth she eats me whole, she doesn’t eat you you’re much too bitter. you picked her flowers and k » Continue Reading