The Tenets of a Nomad

1. Tuck me close at times like these,

my child,

my child,

my child.

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Brands the sheep

my child,

my child

my child.

2. Make an ellipses of your steps

my child,

my child,

my child.

Sticktoyourself thrice,

Through curves

and through lines,

my child,

my child

my child.

3. Blot your prints and spirit away,

my child,

my child

my child.

Into thick air,

To the traffic's despair

my child,

my child

my child.

4. Trust in the wind as we all did,

my child,

my child

my child.

Mortar and bricks bind

The smoke of a Tinker

my child,

my child

my child.

5. Last this drumbeat 'til the next,

my child,

my child

my child.

Unwritten and unmeasured

these tenets untethered

And disappear

my child,

my child.