On the Hoof
And so they sat waiting for sun
(and for the sun that slides around the sun)
in the crouched dark.
Starved of the glow,
hands and knees to that heavy door
they know leads out to light.
All we ever need's right here
proclaims the sage. If opened
it would never spray diamonds.
All we ever need's right there
in here.
(and for the sun that slides around the sun)
in the crouched dark.
Starved of the glow,
hands and knees to that heavy door
they know leads out to light.
All we ever need's right here
proclaims the sage. If opened
it would never spray diamonds.
All we ever need's right there
in here.
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