Pee’d cocks in stained pants
Flared feathers in a sackcloth
Kindling a dead flame.
Mourner with rouge lips
“Woe is me” a hazelnut
Smothered in old salt.
Antiochus dreams
Nude woman on a winged throne
With feathers for hair.
She rides with a plume
On her horse of bright feathers
Swept clean by sunlight.
Julian cracks nut
Pulls feather out from hazel
Nothing to see here.
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Michael Sean Erickson 