from across the water I am looking
from across the water I am looking
at the candlelight waxing and waning
in October moonlight / it is calling me
again / in all my slashes and bloodstroke
/ could I come home
/ could I come home
/ could
i look from across the treeline
and call this place home again
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I really love how this looks on the page and the way the text plays into it. “bloodstroke” is a particularly cool neologism