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iv.
a ghost catches him in the night / fist down his throat / he gags awake / the ghost says to him / i’ve been waiting for you / i’ve been waiting for you / i threw you out / i thought you were gone / he says / i never left / and from the ghost’s eyes / two bloody unicorns / & he is no longer terrified / just don’t ignore your ghost
v.
a month later in the field
just a tooth & somewhere
layered in grass, the eagle
lifts its head just slightly
to let out the rage
of months & months
laying in fallen dreams
like a petal waiting to
return to its rose. the
eagle lay there & didn’t
struggle much because
he knows that in day
the whipping pain
at his back & the meat
stolen from his body
will return.