Oct 2014
i am cold
under layers of
grass
dirt
bones
earth
heavy air
flushed by twilight
spills over and pools
at my feet.
cars rush past.
under layers of
grass
dirt
bones
earth
heavy air
flushed by twilight
spills over and pools
at my feet.
cars rush past.
(nowhere-fast, usa)
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