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I stopped by the roadside

To roam the silken sky

By the RoadsidePrairie hawk and starling

Sylvan AfternoonLeering down at me

In these Desert LandsRazor wire glinting in blank Sun

Bombilating Life

With the sound of Death


Shadow Spills like Blood into the Hot White Sand

Shadow of your splayed soul

Spilled and spread like blood

In the bleached, rippled sands

Last Flare of Afternoon

And so in a splash of Amber Glow

Your Twilight arrived too soon-

The last Flare of afternoon