A snake on the surface of water

in forward motion, an undulating pattern

of twist and turn, and intention

we watch the trail, ripple; surface writing the river currents

to the sea

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Wrapped in a jacket of golden leaves

the critter settles in for winter -

then sleeps

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The things they think

/then/

the things they say:

just call me flabbergasted

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Twisted strings, an acoustic guitar in tune; what sounds fine in May, shifts in key by June

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The words they utter — full of menace and intent ; truth slanted and bent — makes us shudder

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Imagine my amazement when he told me he would now be known only by his font

A invented swirl of papered architecture, a feathered pen dipped in ink, and the one thing'd he'd want

is a single letter as a signature, and a text in which to haunt

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Lean back; ground against sky

days are wonders to live by

take a moment to remember, then: try

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Shadows and secrets

the ghouls of ourselves

run rampant through the night

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Contemplate the possible

your legs dangling off the edge of the mountain

writing of rivers running east, and west, revealing forests

elevate the possible

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With toes on the edge of the precipice, the landscape's falling;

each stone dropping - another idea, calling

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