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Saturday, 15 December 2012

I awoke as a tinder wolf

I awoke as a tinder wolf

growling
a cut shawl man
dreaming of scarfs
that left the world
drifting on infinite
dependency

I know I have
to wash
my human on
there are cigarettes
to be sung

could I be
a long shank man
a conqueror
or magician

No I am tinder wolf
howling,
hunting more
tobacco

Walking silent
forever
an assassin.

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