Mind's Eye Site

 
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Ancient dirt roads  
abuzz with those  
that (long ago)  
quit the pavement.  
 
A can of thought  
struck with lucid spade.  
 
Town-chow dry inside  
like a mouse in the oven:  
 
thunder, now passed,  
praising rain on a lean-to...  
campfire high & sky  
full of ghost & gust.  
 
Satisfied shine, rich  
with daggered eyes in flight...  
earth & alighted, poor  
with cosmic delusion...  
 
cockatrice glare  
through fog & moon.  
 
Venerated dirt road  
ablaze with this  
that is suddenly vision:  
 
a jar of mind  
'neath moss & spike.