Hen

Loose again

I parade my chickens one by one

Back to the cupboard,

Back to the drawer

Into the eggs they go

 

Force fed

Cinder steel

Asunder

 

Night be gone, night be round

The moat around the farm stirs

No ocean’s goat monster is found here

No stream per wonder fills its banks

 

Night again, limitless

Disparate myths tear at my heart

 

Will quitting crack anything?

Night makes for fireflyish delight

Just like me, sitting on the roof of the coop

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