Crashing Into Guard Rails by Peyton Leigh Stille

Jun 2012

I think of thoughts and meanings
and how they mean nothing

Things are simple,
just to an extreme

The ground digs into my sacrum
and I can't get up

*Just a bunch of young folks
whistling about happiness

Written by

Peyton Leigh Stille Minneapolis

(Minneapolis)

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