He Sees Through Stone
He sees through stonehe has the secreteyes this old black onewho under prison skiessits pressed by the sunagainst the western wallhis pipe between purple gumsthe years falllike overripe plumsbursting red fleshon the dark earthhis time is not my timebut I have known himin a time gonehe led me trembling coldinto the dark foresttaught me the secret ritesto make it with a womanto be true to my brothersto make my spear drinkthe blood of my enemiesnow black cats circle himflash white teethsnarl at the airmashing green grass beneathshining musclesears peeling his wordshe smileshe knowsthe hunt the enemyhe has the secret eyeshe sees through stone
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