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Dead Chicory

Updated: Nov 10, 2020



Dead Chicory


We toil for love, ignore ourselves

Dancing weed and life in the cracks

Lent for mercy


Clutching time, like cold ribbons of my past

Chaotic as the foam churning the sea


Unruly masters of rotting rituals

Melancholy smiles from the abyss


Hope of man and death by proxy

We've lit your candle and drank your words


Hanging juniper, dewdrops at twilight


Destiny looms, a backward glance

Like rivers - to the sea

Tim Wallace






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