moorland/

fell barrows and hallows
flicker fallow window sill
salt-speckled hide deep
clawing foul flesh to
find what hides inside
once a'larkin
now song-trapped
anam a-netted
pretty fool screaming
screaming
old scratch has his due
gloam laughing
echoes, the moon

Originally posted at sceadugenga.com

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