Field Song In ravages of daylight,he tracks the orb’s declinetowards the arc of the Birch. Sun baked hours concedeto shadows–blisters crackwith open parched throat; a brittle earth churningbeneath his cortège–in stepwith hooves & gyrating ironwood. ©️ Orion Foote
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Knocking Off
Knocking Off There’s a daily air of I toldyou so that comes with everyshift—spacing out on the job overpotato chips and fake news. They even got their claws intomy fine tuned lyrics once,but they need perfect pitchto know the difference betweenbergamote and mandarin—notfine tooth combs for removingwax or dead cell plaquefrom static cotton wool lugs.Continue reading “Knocking Off”
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