• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 06
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Antler Truth

Let me tell you jokers
there is no trump card.
Not from heaven, hell
Nor the universe
exists a reason why
you might believe me

But believe me, you will.

In my bones lies the truth
In the moment between galaxies,
In antelope's breath,
In birch silver
In buzz bee dances.

You will
Laugh off your bones
Till the death's head rattles off.

And you will learn to love
In freedom.