In the Land of Death
Hudson River, From Nyack
Feb. 2022
In the Land of Death
Oh Love,
Where do I find myself?
In the land of death,
Where many with a single eye
Still have no hearts that see
No hands that touch,
No gentle spirits to command.
There is no kingdom here
But artful things
Which wash against the jetties of desire
Aimlessly,
Seeking shoreline
Already lost in flood.
Oh Love,
I w…
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