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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Gossan Treasures


Oh, picture them facing each other
Trying to get the fire started
Working together with their hands
On the flame at the altar.
And the leaping flame at the heart!
The dinner pot is ruined.

There's beans an inch thick on the bottom.
The cooking gods are to blame
In this nonsense of loving.
But by then_
That is when.
And it's back to circle one.
Spin the wheel.
"Kissing My Ancestors" pg8 @ BB Smith

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