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Cicada krill raining down,
a thin yellow line skims
the swamp's horizon
as you come to witness mine,
where split end shanks
float among the
bloated racks of sinew
in tangled roots of bayou,
to lie down with the maggot
the way a sweat bead crawls
and tells of my sin
while mosquitoes imbibe.
I rail against temptation
to drown the shrill whistle
from the winding
of an old church spire,
as it's the only place left
befitting to take shelter
with brethren reading o'er me
under a slow moon rising.
a thin yellow line skims
the swamp's horizon
as you come to witness mine,
where split end shanks
float among the
bloated racks of sinew
in tangled roots of bayou,
to lie down with the maggot
the way a sweat bead crawls
and tells of my sin
while mosquitoes imbibe.
I rail against temptation
to drown the shrill whistle
from the winding
of an old church spire,
as it's the only place left
befitting to take shelter
with brethren reading o'er me
under a slow moon rising.
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This is why I love your poetry.