Girl, if this treegrows evil, ifknowing, youmay only seesome devil, andif your first tasteis sin, thenlogically:
one taste is two,to keep’s to give,forever wentdown with the sun,all light is dark,haste is slow,to find’s to lose,and sight must [...]
IT came close from out far,
the way tide comes, changing
its levels with such consistent
slowness that—before I
knew it—height became depth,
and where you danced barefoot,
a half-tide ago, covered itself,
under so moving a shimmer
I could not co [...]
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