Halfway
there they spotted
Grandpa hoofing
it
fast along the
tracks
Said he'd landed cat-on-his-feet
in a bed of ferns
...............
But
hellwe dance it!
When the best
is spoiled or snaked away
we come to love
what's left
...............
The
Ghost will do anything
to staywill
enter
bone marrowand
other
soulsespecially
those whose bones
have already turned
to light
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