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Clay
Kottke, Leo & Mike Gordon
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Driving late, I feel the gaze
Of someone from the wood
I have the shoulder stub
My breath before I blink
I stand on old decaying leaves
Attempting deja vu
Not a crooked place
There isn't anyone but dark
But then I see a hill
Just past the break between the trees
Leaves flow all around him
Clay rising out of road
Wet branches run against him
As he flickers into sight
While fading back to thought
He warns me with a glare
And he comes from time to time
When blue has turned to black
To save me from the threat
That he himself creates
The unassuming father
Of all that we have sought
He's gone again, I try
Along through drops of cloudy fog
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