you can feel the stillness
the pine needle expanding
over concrete
like it was mice
drawing me in to investigate
and see Venus
while day broke
on Rennies Mill Road
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my last few days
leaving my crows for barren pastures
looking to look in a new place
learned some new last names
leaving in wanderlust
so much stone and not water
so much silence and not trust
or a new day rises
as it must
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Aubade
sing a song of a feast of crows
sing a song of dust
if you must
CAW! CAW! CAW!
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MC
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