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 Pagan dances
(a.k.a. Pagan BS)

The moon moves
Me like tidal pools
In the goddess's
Teardrops.
Silver beams cut me
To the quick
And the White
Stag rushes in the incision.
Cloven hooves
And antler horns
Green leaves
Grow out of the forest bed of my skin
And stars fall out of the sky
Like a rainbows in the night
Scaring my skin
Like buckshot
That never killed the doe
Goddess and God
Both rock and stream
Immovable and never still.


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