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Bryce
Poems
Jan 2018
Moonlight (Unbound)
Tonight I am in the open field
Wheatgrass freely tickles the calf
I will stretch the canvas for a hundred yards
And fade away into winter sky
Glide along the freezing clouds
In between here and outer space
A thousand miles away with the migrating geese
To go without chains
The wind screams quiet in my ears
Following the invisible breeze of fate
Alone I go, alone I rip the strings
Tonight, the moon hangs a pockmarked perfect orb
Exhilarates with the liquor of light
A dead land, timeless beyond man
A slain foe of refurbished bone
#no
#place
#without
#chain
#lonely
#thread
#made
#of
#string
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Bryce
M/San Francisco, CA
(M/San Francisco, CA)
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