Through spiders
Through the web of thousand spiders
Through execution that overtake the murder
Through smoke from lowered guns hammer
Through boundless border…boundless border
Through blood still current from the wound
Through gift that was so late present
Through death arrived too early for my time
Through life become permeated smell manure
Through ashes scattered through wind
Through slumber that was killed on morning
Through thought about world decease
Through look, that looking to the void
Through teeth that incisive like razor
Through teeth that into big wolf mouth
Through all that was, just hardly graze
Through cry of bliss, that was just vainly
Through salt that stark across on skin
Through rain of autumn overflow
Through all that can’t again begin
Through whereof just melancholy
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