Barnyard Light the Brother

Though half-joking you
Call me the murder light,

The murderer lurks
In your own masked skull.

I’m only half sorry my shine
Skips your shade helter skelter

When the barn’s darkest thought
Out-paces your heart

And your stomach thrills
Safe at the farmhouse door.

2014

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