as whirring
noise
the dervish
destroys
amaru
Tupac amaru
from
concentric
whistles
burnt
offering
in mummified
hay
stalling for time
in
between the element of the look
in the thiefs eyes
cold as it were
from the cold
from the mountain cold
from the goddamn mountain cold
and eating snow
will only get you
so far and frostbit lips
will only get you so far
but the gun metal is cold
again
and a drink of whiskey
from a cracked glass