Hunter Gatherer


walking in the wilderness
I am idling my time
my thoughts have a mind of their own
their path intersects mine

Picea glauca cornflakes
in the dusk become sentimental
mind and body connect midstream
along the trail accidental

seeking clues for navigation
the fox knows where to go
scent and sight and ether
we talk about the snow

- Harlon Davey

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