Mule Sonnet No. 7

without a god

no war or wor

-ship thus Mississippi

 

was     a snake pulled

by the tail     have you been

up at this all night

 

gold gone turtleshell

in the wilderness

against your bright

 

knife     hell come after

us but good luck

getting through

 

the briars I am

on the other side your bride

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