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Dec 2018
the legs

of horses kick at

the ground.

cutting wind's definition...

one on, thunderstruck.

driving into the awesome

arms of distance...

horizon lines drawn,

and redrawn.

they're going to to run

themselves to death.

they never look at one

another...their periphery's

a raging hide.

walling off what will not

come to rest.

the senses.
Onoma
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