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somewheres

my country  she knit her bones  underground  far below the hammer strike untouched by chisels my country  her heart & lungs born from ore dug out raw pure claw & tooth





















early birds

You gotta jiggle that handle
wait for Godot  Pat the tiger's empty belly tin drums pan flutes Were you in the market for cheese? forgotten bread? Don't mind the burning circus smell they're gone well done