I only pose next to demolished buildings.
Posted out of sheer mirey flabbergastedness.
“Volsunga”
In the hoarse honking · of the geese I hear
Plots to kill me · plans for mayhem
Their sky traceries · tremblingly write
How it’s too late · leave from these cursed surroundings
Their sad cries · repeated on the cruel air
"Whole dead animals with slick fur and no eyes.
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