Violin's Wood

              Seethe, truth
                 Mingle in the spirited print
                    Dripping off staccato hips
                Feeding off of dear Mendel
       Raven Drums
Snake of ink through water
              Moistening my grasp
      On the goatee of the sun
Purlish churlish what have you

               You let it drown


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                                                Bells in your hair