January 2009
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TORCHES AND PITCHFORKS
TORCHES AND PITCHFORKS
What if our souls seeped out a color plain and bright?
Would you then see all that I said I was tonight?
What if our minds reached out and clutched abundant cites?
Could we omit landing and jump this lifeless flight?
One dull tone
Emanates
From tense …