He rises
Fire-fresh, fangs for toes,
the diurnal amber raptor
scatters crow confetti,
pigeon constellations,
with stern, solemn,
brow.
the diurnal amber raptor
scatters crow confetti,
pigeon constellations,
with stern, solemn,
brow.
About songs acknowledging the feeling
A song is a skipping stone on a bone-still lake, roads deep dropping into the stomach of the found. One hundred times a water kiss — the head tilt familiar naming something for the city sunset hungry. Then the submerge — playing fish-scales down as lonely bubbles and calling bells meet in new and old voices. LJ Ireton, March 2026.
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