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floating in black silk
tonight I’m a bit of pigment in a T’ang scroll rusted blemish that bleeds through from the future bamboo along the shore brushed dark and darker the mountains raising their effigies and fetishes to heaven ten million bales of black silk have unfurled between the gorges the Celestials like paper fish glow and float to the surface their words for our sorrows unknown to us still their silence on every subject intricate and unwavering ~ Don Domanski ~
64 brani
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Dream of Morpheus
I seemed to be singing as he sang, I seemed to know what the lark knows; all my sap was mounting towards the sun that by now had risen, the mist was rising, the grass was drying, yet my roots felt his music moisten them deep under earth..
180 brani
