Apr 2013
no caboose
just more train
and the miles between us
and yesterday. the diamond fetus.
the ecstatic clay
with the breath blown in
and a tangle of angels
looting the epiphanies
Amen.
just more train
and the miles between us
and yesterday. the diamond fetus.
the ecstatic clay
with the breath blown in
and a tangle of angels
looting the epiphanies
Amen.
(M/USA)
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