.Call me rider>Call me anything
Call me what you like
Thereâs no good names for soul
âCause youâ
knowâ
me
Sycamore spit-twine
These knottedâ
boughs must write
Of each injustice
Every solsticeâ
in white
We slung tobacci beyond our rising, rot-mines
As trinkets get.
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