Deep
31/05/2026
S
ScottNovice Poet
Black Dog Days
i will give you form call you from shadow carve you from wood breathe you in water drum ash from my head in a Shaman’s bones shape you from clay a circle of stone draw you from mist touch the ground ride the chalk horse kiss the witch i will name you loneliness whispered lies Prometheus mask stealer of fire my changeling child
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