Of circles and bargains

When cast upon the dreaming
We’re split upon the wheel
Forsaken by renewal
Embracing exile

Dance fallow
Sweet groves
In heather sent
And boughs

Mask blight in shadow knowes
Drink blood aged black
Elderberry sweet and bitter
Scent feral kiss in rising moon

Make note of clef
Tongues clever shudder
Moan and befuddle
This ring of silent prose

Emerge dawning
Eyes weary with pose
Predestination and prophecy
My briar rose

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