Category: The Oracle
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3 Dec: An Unknown Colour
Today’s words from the Oracle, used in the order as presented An Unknown Colour it’s the property,they think it’s theirs,running by the fence,chewed holes in the shed,just for bitter grass seed. mice,hustling about.might be rats,you never see them.just a flash as they runthrough the ground cover. mice,they will die,mortal being of this world,the great hoax,a…
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7 August: At the Wolf’s Throat
At the Wolf’s Throat The air is drenched by twilight, its last reachfinding forest, finding bush and grass,and its migrating light’s growing shadows.Wind purrs with midges, the full-faced moonmines at silence, while far away, men are at the wolf’s throat, at war’s gateway where death’s remit migrates, broken and browned. 9 words from The Oracle. Some…
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