blackbird claw, raven wing



under the red sun, hide



long clothesline, two shirtsleeves



waving as we go by







hundred years, hundred more



someday we may see



a woman king



wristwatch time



slowin as she goes to sleep







black horsefly, lemonade



jar on the red anthill



garden worm, cigarette



ash on the windowsill







hundred years, hundred more



someday we may see



a woman king



sword in hand



swing at some evil and bleed







black of mare, broken leg



high on the shotgun shell



age old dog, hornet nest



built in the big church bell







hundred years, hundred more



someday we may see



a woman king



bloodshot eye



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