Never was big on ethos

Teatime in a boony somewhere east of where
I stooped by the graveside
of some kid I gave a hemlock bloom to

before he blew in the wind his braincase
I mumbled my dreams to like a golem
once upon the time of dusting his dandruff away

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~ by Jeremy on August 10, 2012.

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