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(sequestered)
Snake
azuresorrow

tucked away in the wooded hills of that country
where pebble paths wind through the damp forest and the only company you keep
are indifferent rabbits
and you eat juniper berries and in the sunlight you see visions
the ghosts of those fathers who haunt the land and the rivers
when your bare feet touch the water
the thundering of their horses' hooves reverberates in your bones
like the vibration of a guitar string
slow and sad and sultry like wood chips smoldering
if you stand high enough on the hill you can see the town below
the silver light of morning stretching itself out like a lounging cat
on the swayback roofs of houses still clutching last winter's chill
if you stand high enough on the hill you can see the waterfalls and the rivers and the moon
if you stand high enough on the hill you can touch the sky and travel to the planets
you can see the road like a gypsy's ribbon stretch on and on forever and
you can see the places you left behind and the people who will forget you
you can gather pine nuts and hunt wild quail
you can go to bed every night
with the smell of a campfire clinging to your hair


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