wet softness
that by does
(
arching
upon
arching
(
lean into of
leaning,
suppose a wen.
that of hurried ugly millions lurch
on lurching bodies of tired always to be,
courses with new old obscureness of
brusque hideous hope. that hope
of to be not always tired of being–
to find some seed, some
new rind of dazzzling health
in unliving mounds of hurt asphalt.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 6:12 AM UTC
wet softness
that by does
(
arching
upon
arching
(
lean into of
leaning,
suppose a wen.
that of hurried ugly millions lurch
on lurching bodies of tired always to be,
courses with new old obscureness of
brusque hideous hope. that hope
of to be not always tired of being–
to find some seed, some
new rind of dazzzling health
in unliving mounds of hurt asphalt.
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