Circles of hair
Bone awl
suddenly awake
from resting into the bones
of dead animals
from resting into the bones
of dead animals
one might think
that it was time to move on
back to the mountains
something started
is that spark which could catch
into the golden fire
a fire which
for now melts hair
into archaic symbols
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