w.e.b. darwin (featured in Cut Dead But Still Alive) / by Gregory Ellison

In the fog &

In the night

there comes a sense

of second sight

the gift of gab to rouse the bear

and calm the mouse with gentle care

in the cave, i hibernate

& to the mouse hole i escape

in neither place do i find home

to lay my head

i am the lone

then to the treetops I retreat

unfurl my wings in nested seat

adaptation is the key

not second sight

but I have three.




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