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Hourglass-spider
brother_sun

The white rook's sunlight
 1
faultiers.
 2
 
 
Its move brakes the star
 3
into vine-shadow,
 4
moth eaten ruin-bloom.
 5
 
 
I found again, the bewitched dusk.
 6
 
 
On the hillside,
 7
iron train-track hobos.
 8
 
 
I sleep on
 9
stained iron rails to balance
 10
my soil
 11
spotted sleeping bag.
 12
 
 
I have not found her
 13
in the trivial.
 14
Renee, she is the genius
 15
 
 
the time only
 16
a queen spider
 17
can weave
 18
between man and woman,
 19
beast and animal,
 20
roads
 21
we thought we could
 22
never travel
 23
again.
 24

12 Nov 18

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slight changes..
 — brother_sun

did you intend 'falters' in line 2?  also, maybe omit "iron" from 10 as the repetition of the word in such close proximity adds a speed bump methinks.  it's a tad cryptic but it is well-writ.
 — JKWeb

one last inquiry, and not to pick knits but is "again" at the end needed?  I kind of dig 23 being the last line.  jus' my 2 cents
 — JKWeb

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