The Mysterious Hermit

hail and sleet
on the beach

damn them all

iron sea and
pewter sky

I reached out for you
in the dawn
empty bedsheets
you had gone

yearning
for the Dread bog witch

night insects
singing
fool’s spring

a very fine fellow

examining the
viscera

o sea ceaselessly beating the sand
alive
alive
alive
thine cold grey heart

what a delightful fellow

𓁹 𓁹

hoarding is an illness
the people should help them

𖤣𖥧.𖤣𖥧𓆏𖡼.𖤣𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𖤣𖥧.𖤣𖥧𓆏𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼

the creature of incredible coziness

blackbirds gathering
thatch left from late summer blooms
for their nests

𓁹 𓁹

reaping

yearning

the doves will always return
look up

rage

suit yourself

˗ˏˋ 𓃠 ˎˊ˗

it is not radical to say
every being has the right
the live in peace

they line their pockets so
they can bear anything
and that is all that matters to them

follow the lead of the Arizonans
on this
but perhaps not much else

the laws o men hath no true dominion
o’er time
nor many other natural things

get the government
out of my time
thank ye

the people of Arizona hath shown us
the government hath no true dominion o’er time
a farcical exercise indeed

the endless wheel
all the sins of humanity

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