for maggie
We will be working side by side
We will dig and cut and fold.
The cat is crying in the pantry
A sere whip of wind lashes the trees.
Bent by time to the task
We diminish together
But every band has its pace.
One who started to sail
Is slipping beneath the horizon.
She’s going out now
Floating above the line of the sea.
THE MAN WHO CAN'T DIE
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GAHA: BABES OF THE ABYSS
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SPECIMEN TANK
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Love, love, love this.
thank you so much. I haven’t posted in so long. Trying to get work out there.