This is an incantation I wrote a while back in one of those moments when I was really desperate to write.
Chickenscratch ink
On farmyard pages
Biting thoughts
And teeth and claws
Biting thoughts
Circle the fences
Pacing, waiting
Longing, longing, longing
Meat for the mind
Meat for the taking
Somewhere in the chickenscratch
Somewhere is the way
Chickenscratch ink
On farmyard pages
Open up please
Open up the way
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