Man and DogA blind man knows
the approach of his kin He knows those
who
pass by him without seeing In the temple of his nose the dog god dissolves into obedience the nagual of the monk, his breath opium, a tapestry woven of nuanced scents he runs inside his dreaming the blind man hears the rhythm of the hunt Posted: Wed - June 18, 2008 at 01:47 PM |
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