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Click hereSilences broken by trills
Thumps of the tympanic skins
Hers, stretched taut over His ghouls
scintillating scrambles of everlasting thrushes
Lift Mine spirits and fly in the skies
who took the way of the farer
warblers all
Again and again
He strode and walked, and watched
Waited till the gurgles faded
Streams of ooze ended, the fluids came alive
coagulating in puddles of wetness
Stroked and taken
Soothed and lifted
Slumber came easily that night
For a time
but never again
as the erupting
tingles came alive in all His skeins
Wrapped in the oakridden bark of the tree
krill'd and taken
Measured cadences,
March to Ones own sense
Alone or bereft
who knows who will note
she followed again
and Yet.
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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