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Blue Black Earth

by R. Doze
Strum the dark stringed clouds
With your sharp, bristled finger tips
Play into the damp dangling harmony
Let the stinging code of pebbled hail
Drum on your taut tambour skin
Deep-vein your coarse earth bell
With spiny rivulets
Where elfish trout come to leap and spawn
Dance alone
And drink from the moon's weathered cup
Your own glistening tea