Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to grow...

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A.J. Kaufmann

Mortar

Spring lakes and mountains, coins
revolving at the door
night’s new kingdom sleeps
company of thieves
fire ice and bone
lice on face’s throne
spinning maggots, winter cheeks
alabaster leak

Monster lake and lion mountain
pedestal of flesh to funfair
circles spinning fast
thunder rain and trash
we were here
where are we now
we were at the periphery
whispering wind and singing rain
wandering pig meat cemeteries

Gore of summer, cruel sun
violent cluster full of fun
nursery rhymes and nursery slay
wonder children put to death
inner magic, run of veins
mortar for the magic man

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