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Jun 2014
the strings of light from street lamps
seem so much sharper through eyes desert dry of emotion.
I am void of reason from the faun following me
down a hill of rock and weeds.
can we be as symbiotic as rain clouds and lightning?

lifelessly occupying physical space while swinging beneath two pines;
maybe that's just a June night's spirit of nature,
wet, frozen, and alone.
Colin O'Malley
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Colin O'Malley  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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