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Horse Lattitudes

Jeffrey Foucault
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Drifting into horse latitudes The language of thirst The false communion The aftertaste of blood in your mouth The wild blue Dying into God's empty hands Silver the silhouette Ashes on the land Bleach-white skulls that puff and won't face the sun The burning sand Well, the halogen halos shine on the refugees And the bandit birds fly up above and out of their seat God is the mouth of a river going dry God is the mouthful of rain in the tear in your eye Singing in the belly of the whale Leviathan's riffs A drowning jail The desert at the bottom of the sea The devil with his finger on the scale Drifting into horse latitudes Drifting into horse latitudes