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  The  language  of  bees-- 2020 Pieter Bruegel the Elder, The Beekeepers                                                                          Auguries 2019                                                                                People disappear all the time...                                The exilic desire of memories mist moistens the lips of the cracked river bed,   she spoke of a  world succumb, cloaked in a smothering madness, scarce the roots the lonely axe swings... a mass paradoxi...

The density of golems in the shadow of the womb  head deep sunk in night pad  isicles loom      sluicing drip fed angels  gather  still born stars  splice my memories treasury  a snakes wedding  of fading scars  dropsical they plummet  hot diminishing coals strewn     bursting from split summit  cascading    around my room  VARIOUS VISIONS VARIOUS POWER HOUSES 2020 MAM TOR---NINE LADIES --ROWTOR ROCKS - DERWENT Valley