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thunder gunshot revelry

Updated: Mar 13, 2022

I'm looking for the

medicine, love.


Haven't you seen it here?

The fronds quiver

and the sun whispers.


But I'm looking for the

medicine; my belly is

empty.


And haven't you seen it there?

It has a name in every tongue,

on every tongue, in every time.


Ngai, ngai, Jehovah,

you are a mighty god, we say,

but do not swallow.


I'm looking for the eyes,

the eyes, the bosom,

the bread.


Crack. Thunder, gunshot, revelry.

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