We cruise rattlesnake bends.
Once in, you
find phantom lakes;
I - a full moon
over mountains of clay.
Sitting at the wooden table
the sun rises to my right
and the mountains become blue
under a grapefruit-shake sky.
My hands are ***** My lips
dry.
Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 1:19 AM UTC
We cruise rattlesnake bends.
Once in, you
find phantom lakes;
I - a full moon
over mountains of clay.
Sitting at the wooden table
the sun rises to my right
and the mountains become blue
under a grapefruit-shake sky.
My hands are ***** My lips
dry.
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