the dust that laid un-
disturbed for a year,
a full year,
before the down home dancers,
the flowing barefooted wood
nymphs return
to their mountain,
the Mother mountain
of Masontown, West Virginia,
Marvin's Mountaintop,
a Mecca of Music and Remembrances of a tribal way of life,
dancing, spinning as little balls of swirling sunshine,
goldenrod and glimmering green goo upon our bodies
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