Open Face


1) Folk Dance

Hear the nearly traceless earthly hum
through cabbage eyes and beetles’ legs
Silly soldier, silly crumb
Silly haunts and silly drums

Hear them say,
heel, flat, long, toe,
short, long, heel, row,
disarm, flee, now grow

Straight and stiff, the obedience strains
Tweak the cadence, disrupt the control,
bark these dogs of war into nomads, and
thinkers beyond the commands

Glad then be our future, whole

K. Shawn Edgar | Staying at Crome Yellow | Druid Orphan | Ceric

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Picture Credit: Woodheavy Brown, 2015



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