Tension in distance. by Paul Donnell

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May 2017

I can not sleep.
My eyes are peeled back sixteen layers deep.
One hundred miles away I feel nails,
Itching to dig into the smooth soft flesh of my shoulder blades.

Written by

Paul Donnell Augusta Ga

(Augusta Ga)

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