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Light misty rain free from anything that dulls or dims. Great Heat fell down on me. Large task landed clear writing for my life tell no one travel light silent moon slippers cutting grass hollow straw man decided to taste electric wave your wands sweaty sticky pens trapped in spider's shadow stretching down walls far away her web still burns it is here I leave the paved path wet grass stomping in rain under melted pastels squinting at her summer halos butterflies inhaling splinters absorbing flares like asphalt emergency show me your mansion make it disappear treasure beyond any riches searchlight memory writing for my life drunk on fire an unforgettable sunset scars a vultures shadow a healed poet marching moonlit miles over another bridge pausing over railroad tracks skateboards cracking through concrete bowls light mist crying on homeless camps miles and miles of pain and love sleeping together in ripped sleeping bags one more poem before all words vanish staring through inhuman eyes silent moon slippers gliding on river spelling your name again free from anything that dulls or dims writing for my life ten mile marches drunk on fire exhaling splinters dissolved again in the painted nectarine dawn of her best smile from darkest dark to lightest light.
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
Silent Moon Slippers Cutting Grass
Light misty rain free from anything that dulls or dims. Great Heat fell down on me. Large task landed clear writing for my life tell no one travel light silent moon slippers cutting grass hollow straw man decided to taste electric wave your wands sweaty sticky pens trapped in spider's shadow stretching down walls far away her web still burns it is here I leave the paved path wet grass stomping in rain under melted pastels squinting at her summer halos butterflies inhaling splinters absorbing flares like asphalt emergency show me your mansion make it disappear treasure beyond any riches searchlight memory writing for my life drunk on fire an unforgettable sunset scars a vultures shadow a healed poet marching moonlit miles over another bridge pausing over railroad tracks skateboards cracking through concrete bowls light mist crying on homeless camps miles and miles of pain and love sleeping together in ripped sleeping bags one more poem before all words vanish staring through inhuman eyes silent moon slippers gliding on river spelling your name again free from anything that dulls or dims writing for my life ten mile marches drunk on fire exhaling splinters dissolved again in the painted nectarine dawn of her best smile from darkest dark to lightest light.
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
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