Monday, February 18, 2019

Where the fire flies winked
around the proceeding grass
red gallons precipitously waited
and the fur of tree tips sang
soaked pathways slick with frost
and blossoming fungus, canyon paths
descending carnivorous harps
to the miraculous vegetable's gleaming hillsides,
the benefactor of all these whirling blades
crouched in a hand made shadow,
long tooth body's insides
unyielding to the mountain's velvet scale.

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