Beneath the rowan berry,
the mackerel midnight,
with dew upon its snout,
foe to the frog and beetle,
always in the corner
of grey tabby cat eyes,
it greets me as if Plato
in the cave, I with beer
deposit bottles, and belly
graveyards towards heaven
that only I can people
in Hades or at home.
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