Rhythym

James Long
Jul 25, 2022
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And my heart beat steady doldrums

in an endless tundra way

The grooves upon my hands were dusty beams.

I folded them in swans and swords

the better to be stilled

What barren violence in my boredom stirs in dreams?

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