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Jack the Chaser (12/30/2015)
Flexed, tightened leather
second skin to none
abraided by the pounding dunes
gaze-burned in by setting suns.
cactus juice and guzzoline
books bound in human skin
lovesplit, explicity and obscene
loyal to the laughing kin
where law is lead-lined majority
powder-talk where rule is skipped
stranger-king's dplority
Big-iron holstered on his hip
rewritten tumbleweeds will tell
of glo...
Thursday 31st December 2015 4:09 am

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