Here lies Martes Flavigula, eternally beneath the splintered earth.

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Poems -

Blue Collar Deity
The box man
pauses to pull
out a sheaf and
peel pages away one by
one - and
cardboard cubes
blossom as
the leaves fall one by

Along with martens, goulish goats and the rippling fen -
these writings 1993-2021 by Bob Murry Shelton are licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

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