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Nuts

their magic buried in inky black husks

their furred green shells

their woody bodies

red, polished lacquer

magenta tendril

do we leave them

daemon powers under the wisdom of wind

to rot or sprout, in the wet, as they will.

do we harvest them


Who is we?

I am trying to be a shaman I do not know if I have what it takes to become a shaman.

to a nut;

"I am witnessing thou."


I don't know what I am doing.

I don't know what you can do.

Tell me a story about a hickory tree that grows

where you are

from now until

the end.

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