Millys Scott Poems

There's a shadow of rain on the hills
The world feels softer now
It’s the hum of the rivers filling up
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I didn’t want to waste your time
Sipping your way through iron and wine
Some say the stars live inside us
But I feel like dumb, rotten, golden flesh
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Deep in the currents that sweep the bottomless bottom
There are ropes tugging me home
Of flax and skin and hair and dust
And soap made of whale fat, the old kind
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