Hurling hurdles weighted shoes
Lightening struck
Backwards you are running
No clocks have been invented
Weaving in the rain
Ski without snow
I felt it and moved toward
Making art in the dark
They whisper your name to come out
Leave the place you nest in
Yet leave on the heat
Stove for a visitor
Keep the boiling waters
For a pace maintains itself
Resting for a moment
Deep takes for a rest
Skin of a dog
Threaded decent this blanket of fire
Burned down the parlor
Smoking a stolen cigarette
Groups of groups in groups
Lights of lights in lights on lights
Remedy tucked in your version
Seventh rendition
Nine lives spent
They gamble it away
Whirling
Hazy Acres 
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