RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition who does all types of things, daily. The best place to get it right now is his Patreon or find his books at Amazon.

Thursday, January 21

frybread sonnet #017: SNOWSTORM

Sitting inside, chilling during blizzard, sipping
my elderberry syzurp, French press got cayenne
cardomom pod caffeine bean dirtgod blend dripping
into belly, woodstove full of blaze orange earth zen.

I got that innate genetic disposition
of dysfunctional Viking mixed breed buttermilk
beard southern personality; my condition
is piecemeal but still "peace" often - I know my ilk

is often doomed - not born to be silkgod. I'm straight
dirtgod from dirt road with dirty mind open wide;
in world designed by danawhites, I navigate
thinking "keep it between the ditches", but outside

all roads blanketed by two feet white purity;
so I sit contemplating my obscurity.

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