Windigo:


Shes hell wrapped in your arms
she'd do anything.
for your sensual acceptence
into the knowledge of your mind.
smelled of used daisys
innocence the flower
tainted with her soiled blood

mother earth

was a bitch intwined in lovers arms
the water washed into her ocean
and her secrets became one whisper
upon her winded sun dance
un sudden.


unkept. but beautiful messed around with her
shes less than tragic
crossed between her loud and white static



Stars in the TV screen
she was the peace and loving
child.
dancing hand in hand.
circles around the politics and in death of darkness.


Windigo:

She never dies
crawling into the world again
she never wanted to belong


her eyes two rings of fire.
serpent tongue of persuasion and
seduction

the even flow.

crosses over into her concrete garden
of trust. and the broken men along the way

shes some kind of paradox.
some kind of hellion.

tri step the butterfly coached
along the clouds and the summers
twilight serendipity.

a flock of heavens of her immediate grace


cleaned up for the grandparents.


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Windigo:

Shes heaven wrapped in your arms.