i disappear into the nape of my head wide birds hiss after ashen gates- kids peer under worm-wearied ghost gibs o as we suck a burned nut then lost light drops us under golden graves- & night scatters female power? berried saints stopped here. More at https://jimbellamy.simplesite.com.
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