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Wisdumb.

moons go

 

here i am more raw more sane

 

suns go

 

and thank god overcast is the anchor

 

tides peck

 

just try to be level

 

blinks stay

 

sleep on your own couch

 

buzzes unhum

 

drink more tea

 

planes land

 

*** in your own property fixtures

 

planes of land

 

busted circuit boards underneath us

 

friends go

 

and here i am

 

born

 

learned

 

and lookin to go

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paul-james-valhalla-clear
American
Published
May 30, 2013
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