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All my journals have been about you since before I knew you existed
And I'm still waiting to meet you
Like a short spasm of growth
Where they pretend they want to get old
By your hand and mind
this blood flows out
to the ground

down to the ground


Cold blooded reptile
climb tree sleep and flow
sunshine goddess and moonlight god
twist and tame
water pours out desert crowns

Sleeping grudging
waiting for the graceful
midnight tow
without day time seemly glow
had you seen me in the mirror instead of you
maybe I would have been you

Grim grin pleasantly feel
sorry for me so
because on the other end of the reflection
inside my mind
your knighthood throne
I sat you there
and
the kingdom collapse
steadily goes