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For Hermes Still My Friend

crashing like a constable
collide the fire this time
escape in scope in hope escape
before a bear
before a boar

crushed apple like cotton
a wire kaleidoscope
burned with toast
strawberry burned
crushed to a crisp

toasted mutton spooned on gum
fired landscapes
all worsted wool pooled into petals
before a bear
before a bird

forking force of fevered fire
wrinkled thyme
in sage’s eye
in mercury a spoonful gaze

buttoned up a foamy sea

the doorbell chime a single match
sniffing shells collide in fire
before a boar
before a boon

toasted seaside needs my weeds
in mercurial gaze of speed

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