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Wednesday, May 2, 2018

o' how i burn brilliantly on my course.

Máni & Sunna run through the heavens,

just ahead of the wolves who will one grim day catch them.

They can expect nothing better than this.

But o' how they shine.



I run ahead,

the teeth of my dying father

and my dying marriage

that bloody my heels into sunset.

But o' how I burn,

brilliantly on my course.


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