The Tenets of a Nomad
*Dispose of once read*
1. Tuck me close at times like these,
my child,
my child,
my child.
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Brands the sheep
my child,
my child
my child.
2. Make an ellipses of your steps
my child,
my child,
my child.
Sticktoyourself thrice,
Through curves
and through lines,
my child,
my child
my child.
3. Blot your prints and spirit away,
my child,
my child
my child.
Into thick air,
To the traffic's despair
my child,
my child
my child.
4. Trust in the wind as we all did,
my child,
my child
my child.
Mortar and bricks bind
The smoke of a Tinker
my child,
my child
my child.
5. Last this drumbeat 'til the next,
my child,
my child
my child.
Unwritten and unmeasured
these tenets untethered
And disappear
my child,
my child.
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