In the distant looming meadow
vultures buzz, mosquitoes wallow.
Trees of leaves and bark and blood
touch horizon, grow from mud.
Pyres blaze with fire and fury
deep within the matted and murky
waters which hold more tar than a street
like memories of, special bell peppers, and beef....
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 6:47 AM UTC
In the distant looming meadow
vultures buzz, mosquitoes wallow.
Trees of leaves and bark and blood
touch horizon, grow from mud.
Pyres blaze with fire and fury
deep within the matted and murky
waters which hold more tar than a street
like memories of, special bell peppers, and beef....
Ode to the coolest pair of cats this side of the solar system
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