
// transmission
A poetic episode featuring an atmospheric spoken-word piece about love as a mystical guardian and divine rider in a desert landscape.
Original TransmissionsThe moon is riding low tonight, hung
crooked in the sky.
Like a sheriff with a shattered badge
who still keeps watch on high.
I felt your shadow saddle
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