What Else?

What Else?

A Poem by Taxidermy 101
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Restless

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We're all on fire but we're miles from the sun
studying ripples while the shadow dances

Inward turns our loaded gun
and paints the landscape with the exalted dead.

Can't fix a trail then intend to walk it
We'd be stuck in a a familiar dream.

© 2015 Taxidermy 101


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Taxidermy 101
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