| we are the weavers -- we are the woven ones we are the dreamers -- we are the dreams. |


winnowI want to be amphibian,winnow
learn to breathe through my skin,
underwater,
pores are crying,
tell you that the world is dying.
vereine, verdant sun forests, sun dance, in walnut woods squirrels skittershake, the sound of our anger leaves violent wake,
hurled at trees with careless blame,
tawny silence, the coldest of flames.
unholy moaning cries wolf every time,
all waxy words and tired eyes,
the hay is stacked, the needles pointed,
and we can't bear the rain unless it's anointed,
beating feet and polished shoe
| we are the weavers -- we are the woven ones we are the dreamers -- we are the dreams. |
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