The Oracle always knows what she wants to say, whether I want to hear it or not.
crowwinds dream our sleep
with bitter rain
death language asking why
the sky sings the music
of a thousand blood black moons
who will stop the shadows
from screaming
crushed beneath the lying
tongues of never
K. 
Wow–ours were really similar!
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Yes.
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And–I like your monoprint. 😀
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Thanks!
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I’ve just this second posted mine, lots of the same words, but a total mirror-image poem!
The Oracle has things to say!
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She does. All of ours are interwoven with the same themes showing up in different ways.
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It’s so strange. They are very closely linked.
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Yes this werk in particular.
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Yes, I like it when that happens.
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This is quite eerie in tone, Kerfe.
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It is. Reflective of the headlines these days. Mass shootings are so commonplace now, the politicians don’t even bother with thoughts and prayers anymore.
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I see a Native American dancer in regalia, dancing in your image. Maybe they are dancing to get rid of the darkness that seems to have grabbed hold of all-that-is. When I hear lying tongues I think of white men. They won’t give it up willingly that’s certain.
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No they won’t. I think they’ve been lyng for so long they no longer know what truth is. It is indeed a web, and they are way too entangled.
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“lying tongues of never”
good work, both of you
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They are everywhere. Thanks Manja.
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The lying tongues of never are so intent on keeping disparity that they will never change.
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I’m afraid you’re right.
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