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WENCESLAS


Call me Wenceslas.
I was the one,
who got you out of jail.

I came to you
when others fled-
when others left you in the cold.

I brought with me your winter fuel.
From the darkness
to warm your bones.

Not tonight
will you brave the previt,
or sleep under the deciduous hedge.

It is warmer here,
by the winter trees,
and the crackle of burning oaks.

So let me stay awhile,
by the roaring fire,
until it's time for me to walk.

Heading home by a map of the stars,
counting up the constellations;
spelling out your name in the dark...



Jarvo 2019