hatstuck snarl

theoretically, a hairstyling salon

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trowie chill thicket


“he’ll trespass on his own dissolving bones, here”
-Charles Olson-


this wind this revenant furor of wind
in field cut creek seething brew suctions
doesn’t she brood while smearing ice
flush snow seasonal thaw standing knoll
madam macadam chainsaw circuitous hatchet
blade sling timber hiss nigh fervid
night(s) corner horse quarter moon riven
dusk courser sluice darkness hope over
cast duplicitous crow found leading sleet
sun terminate rage nor that she foundred
mix and snow crackle ponder brake slightly
strike few step all wholly divers or white
she smites then th’head froward stun sinewy
bareback strum tone summit dare darkening pass


night of that strange beast taken and splayed
youth shouldered that steed through the bush
dread slowly of cold who stands anywise
mid sun and moon one woman two shadows
sleep glisten for thusly I spies
astonished come nature foe lowly dub
lyric bone overthrow fulsome mine bluster
mar bitter borne trail laid spindle depth
green church leafy weather ward access
midst eyeball senescent portraits
rode after and into the forest strut
fervor seem ponder cracked mirror drip
blue notes and warble dawn(s) angle whoop
rhapsode blur bounding one thorny crevasse


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