This Is The Tree Where My Eyes Are Hanged. Poem by RIC BASTASA
This Is The Tree Where My Eyes Are Hanged.
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I mark this hour.
This is the tree
where my eyes
are hanged.
i mark this place.
There is no time here
There is a fish. No scales.
No bone.
No flesh either.
But i smell it just the same.
This is the fishy hour.
Where i speak about a rumor
and it is all about
myself.
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