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Poetry and Music

Sunday, March 31

Calling away the the spite of mind's gibbet-crows

Calling away the the spite of mind's gibbet-crows
is an exercises of intense admonition.
Play that sweet, sweet music
to tame each fearsome visage
unearthed from complacency's chaos and
rest upon tired laurels
in a semblance of deserved parsimony,
whether for your own hoarse luxury
or the curt reply
reserved for crow-black dragons.

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