NIGHT RATTLING

a full moon

exposes the rugged

skin of a meadow

a storm dead tree

paths grown over

broken stone walls

as the wind speaks

a disturbed language

punishing ghosts

and beating gravestones

on a night

overshadowed by

a black cat

and broken mirror

magic

 


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