Guest guest Posted July 9, 2006 Report Share Posted July 9, 2006 > Hot summer day, > A horse pisses on the dusty trail- > The sound of rain! > > Pete > > Green flies hovering > Over a possum carcass. > How melodic and grand > Their hypnotic death chant. > > Pete > how rich the earth with songs of decay, how green the grass Ana On this dusty trail, I'm dust Enjoying its own dustiness. Water, singing as brook, or as horse piss. Death, chanting- I can not die. Pete Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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